“How was it possible he looked cool and calm and falling to pieces all at once?”
“You have to believe you deserve the things you want and expect them to happen. Then you need the determination to see them through despite the obstacles.”
“I think it's because when I look at you, I see us. and we're beautiful together.”
“I get that you have a huge ego and probably don’t want to admit you’re a disgusting, shallow bastard, but don’t hide behind a doctor’s note.”
“But I think deep down inside I always knew that being genuinely ugly (not just “unattractive” as Asshole had called it) would slow me down.”
“I wanted to ruffle this man’s pretty feathers. Then I wanted to pluck them out and make a fancy headband.”
“Now, I get how strange this is going to sound, but good old Craig here calling Mr. Cole a “fucking dick” somehow rubbed me the wrong way. I inexplicably felt like I was the only person in the world who’d earned that privilege.”
“Conquering meant one pushed the obstacle out of the way. Total annihilation or domination.”
“It is called cacophobia, Miss Snow. It is a disorder.” I blinked at him, trying my best not to laugh hysterically and roll on the floor.”
“Now if you’ll excuse me, real life is calling and there’s no room for self-righteous, delusional little girls. Big boys only.”
“It was completely unprofessional to speak about your boss like that to someone who wasn’t a trusted friend or family member you leaned on for the requisite boss-venting.”
“I’m going to give you some advice: don’t be such a whiny asshole. It makes you look weak.”
“You are the most unattractive woman I’ve ever met. And you are exactly what I need.”
“I realized how love could insulate a person from just about anything. Especially self-love.”
“Ironically, I remember that not even the pretty girls were exempt from this sick breed of torment. And if they couldn’t escape it, what about me?”
“When it comes to your looks, the only option in this world that matters is yours.”
“Good luck,” he said, but really meant “fuck you” by his tone. Changed my mind. “Thanks, Amy.” Fuck you back.”
“Oh, but he allooowed it. Like he gave me some precious permission slip to ride his cock.”
“By the way, I bought six tubes of lip gloss after seeing you naked.” Oh, wait. “In the photo, I mean.”
“I vote you fire him and then kick his ass so your liability is reduced to only your personal assets versus the company’s.”
“Why do I need TV when I have forty-eight apartment windows to watch across the vacant lot, and a sliver of Lake Erie? I've seen history out this window. So much. I was four when we moved here in 1919. The fruit-sellers' carts and coal wagons were pulled down the street by horses back then. I used to stand just here and watch the coal brought up by the handsome lad from Groza, the village my parents were born in. Gibb Street was mainly Rumanians back then. It was "Adio" - "Good-bye"- in all the shops when you left. Then the Rumanians started leaving. They weren't the first, or the last. This has always been a working-class neighborhood. It's like a cheap hotel - you stay until you've got enough money to leave.”
“The old woman’s face was wreathed in smiles.”
“(He) was in love with the idea of revolution. Men like that, even when they turn their backs on their party and their comrades, can never let go of the idea: it's the secret god that rules their hearts. It is what makes them come alive; they revel in the danger, the exquisite pain. It is to them what childbirth is to a woman, or war to a mercenary.”
“There is a dark resource within all of us, a reservoir of hurt and pain and anger upon which we can draw when the need arises. Most of us rarely, if ever, have to delve too deeply into it. That is as it should be, because dipping into it costs and you lose a little of yourself each time, a small part of all that is good and honorable and decent about you. Each time you use it you have to go a little deeper, a little further down into the blackness. Strange creatures move through its depths, illuminated by a burning light from within and fueled only by the desire to survive and to kill. The danger in diving into that pool, in drinking from that dark water, is that one day you may submerge yourself so deeply that you can never find the surface again. Give in to it and you're lost forever.”
“Its funny how something so scary and foreign can grow to feel so amazing. Think about you, loving you the way that I do, it used to be terrifying but now its almost liberating in a way. Does that make any sense?”
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