It Was Stupid To Hope, She Knew.

Trying To Read His Face. It Was Like A Book Written In A Foreign Language She'd Studied All Too Briefly.

I'm Not Going To Be At All Pleased If You've Blinded Me, Henry.

You’re In My Bones And My Blood And My Heart,” He Said. “i’d Have To Tear Myself Open To Let You Go.

I Know You Worry About Me Needing You, But I Shouldn't Be With You Because I Need You. I Should Be With You Because I Love You.

You're Staring At Me," Simon Said. "why Are You Staring At Me? Have I Got Something On My Face?