“All this time i’ve hated myself for it. I thought i’d given it up for nothing. But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.”

Wow. Nice bike, i said. Which was a lie. It looked like a glossy black death trap.

I got a new job. Patch locked eyes with me, and i warmed in a lot of places. In fact, i was dangerously close to feverish.

Maggots squirming in your eyeholes…And your other orifices, might be carrying things a bit too far.” “this is why i keep you around, rixon. Always seeing things from the bright side.

It isn’t about love,” vee said. “it’s about fun.

I’ll be firm,” i promised patch, adopting a no-nonsense expression. “no backing down.” by now patch was full-on grinning. He kissed me again, and i felt my mouth soften its resolve. “you look cute when you’re trying to be tough,” he said.

If you keep running from me, you’re never going to figure out what’s really going on.

I undress to impress – patch

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.

Did they look like anyone we know? For example a cross between pippi longstocking and the wicked witch of the west would obviously give us marcie millar

She’ll kill me if she finds you in here. Can you climb trees? Tell me you can climb a tree!” patch grinned, “i can fly.

Hey now, none of that. You know i don’t have one evil bone in my body. Only two hundred and six of them?

I couldn’t escape him, now or ever. He’d always be there, consuming my every thought, my heart locked in his hands. I was drawn to him by forces i couldn’t control, let alone escape.

There was no sign of jules. Bad news, said elliot. The man is sick. Youre going to have to settle for me. Sick? Vee demanded. How sick? What kind of excuse is sick? Sick as in its coming out both ends. Vee scrunched her nose. Too much information.

Patch’s eyes were slate black, darker than a million secrets stacked on top of each other. He dropped his gaze to the ring in his hand, turning it over slowly. “swear you’ll never stop loving me,” i whispered. Ever so slightly, he nodded.

Does patch have a restraining order against him?’ he read. ‘is patch a felon?’ ‘give-me-that!’ i hissed furiously. Patch gave a soft laugh, and i knew he’d seen the next question. ‘does patch have a girlfriend?

I love you,nora. Whatever happens, promise me you’ll remember that. I don’t care why you came into my life,only that you did. I don’t remember all the things i did wrong. I remember what i did right, i remember you. You made my life meaningful. You made my life special.

But if i hadn’t fallen, i wouldn’t have met you.

With a novelist, like a surgeon, you have to get a feeling that you’ve fallen into good hands – someone from whom you can accept the anesthetic with confidence.

I love technology – yes, I have fallen in love with older cars, but I’m all for new technology.

In the U.S., we really have fallen short of road-racing facilities that have kept up with the times, unfortunately, but it’s a fact.

If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.

Advances have fallen, generally, for everything except the biggest potential bestsellers.

The art of the novel, however, has fallen into such a state of stagnation – a lassitude acknowledged and discussed by the whole of critical opinion – that it is hard to imagine such an art can survive for long without some radical change.

When I got to the end the top was down.