He'd Burn The Whole World Down Til

Her Name Rang In Will's Mind Like The Chime Of A Bell; He Wondered If Any Other Name On Earth Had Such An Inescapable Resonance To It. She Couldn't Have Been Named Something Awful, Could She, Like Mildred. He Couldn't Imagine Lying Awake At Night, Staring Up At The Ceiling While Invisible Voices Whispered 'mildred' In His Ears. But Tessa--

You Could Know A Man Not By What His Friends Said About Him, But By How He Treated His Servants.

Screw The Silent Brothers." "no Thanks. There's Strong And Silent, And Then There's Just Freaky." "isabelle!

I Want What You Want. Whenever You Want It.

If I Held A Revolver To Your Head, James, And Pulled The Trigger, Would It Really Matter If I Did Not Know That There Were Not Bullets In The Chambers?