“And just like that, i shut off the switch to my brain.”

A girl could lather up in soap like that.

Nora: i have questions. Patch: i should have known you’ve only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: well, that and your kisses. Anyone ever tell you you’re an incredible kisser?

I don’t have ‘five’ you can borrow. My piggy bank is officially anorexic.

..But maybe this was a defense mechanism. Maybe my mind was making me see things i refused to accept were gone forever. It was filling the void, because that was easier than letting go.

Tacos.” “tacos?” i echoed. This seemed to amuse him. “tomatoes, lettuce, cheese.” “i know what a taco is!

Hang on, did you just call me angel?” i asked. “if i did?” “i don’t like it.” he grinned. “it stays, angel.

One more thing. I sold the mustang. Too conspicuous. Don’t get too excited, but i bought you a little something with the extra cash. I heard you’ve had your eye on a volkswagen. The owner is dropping it by tomorrow. I paid for a full tank of gas, so make sure she delivers.

Being nice? Hes being horny.

He nuzzles my neck affectionately. “i love you. I’m happier right now than i ever remember being.

I need to get back to work, patch said. He gave me a once-over that lingered a bit below the hips. Killer skirt. Deadly legs.

I don’t have the body for this,” i quipped, lifting my chin to a voluptous woman nearby who shook her hips zealously to the beat. “no curves.” jev’s eyes held mine. “are you asking my opinion?

You possess other people’s…Bodies.” he accepted that statement with a nod. “do you want to possess my body?” “i want to do a lot of things to your body, but that’s not one of them.

I’m telling you this because i want you to know that i know something about you isn’t right. You haven’t fooled everybody. I’m going to find out what you’re up to. I’m going to expose you.” “looking forward to it.

I personally believe patch scared the pants off normal, and it took off running for the far side of the world.

If we hooked up, he could write me ballads and stuff. You gotta admit, nothing’s sexier than a guy who writes music.

Walk out, he repeated. We need to talk. About how you need to sacrifice me to get a human body? I asked, my tone light, my insides feeling leaden. That might be cute if you thought it was true.

I really just care about making music and how I can make it next.

In other countries you can do high-level maths or general maths, whereas we’ve just got all-or-nothing.

People are not heterosexual or homosexual, just sexual.

In Westminster, we can sometimes forget just how much the public hate their money being wasted.

Music was the one thing that was just mine, and no one could take it from me. I created it, dictated it, and it made me not able to let go of it.

If we just had more revelation of what we already have, there would be far less prayers and far more praise.

Just ’cause something’s popular, it can still be good. In fact, if more people are buying it, then you must be doing something right.

I don’t write material. Funny things happen to me in the course of a day, and I just make notes.