“We make deals with the devil every day, metaphorically.”
“If there is cheesy packaging around a universal truth, does that make the universal truth inside any less valid?”
“His eyes did not track when they were talking, and when he blinked, which wasn't often, she could count to three before his eyelids touched.”
“Zombies, deadheads, corpsicles. What's the difference? They don't care. They don't have feelings to hurt.”
“Adam's hot Pheebs! Admit it girl. That body is like some kind of happy experiment. It's like he was manufactured in a nympho scientist's secret laboratory”
“Yep those are goosebumps. Or a bad case of arm acne. Or as I call it, armcne.”
“The dead once lived but the living have not yet died...”
“And if they don't believe us, I can give them the ghost eyes, you can go all big and threatening, Farmer can do his cracknob simpleton, and my lady can don her nobleness. We'll do all right.”
“To the end of his life he enjoyed traveling by train, the slower the better, and, if possible, in the front carriage.”
“No soy una bobalicona dominada por las hormonas y con un cerebro de algodón de azúcar rosa.”
“You’re with Hunter.” It was more of a question than a statement.
Tears welled up in my eyes. “But it hasn’t been right. It hasn’t been you. I can’t . . . I haven’t been able to—” I sucked in a deep breath. “I can’t be a real girlfriend to him when all I can do is think about you.”
“Ah, shit, Pepper.” Still holding my face, he lowered his forehead to mine. “I’m not going through this again with you just so you can run when you get scared that I’m not like some ideal you built up in your head. I love you. I’m fucking in love with you, but it’s all or nothing. I won’t do this again unless it’s going to be like that.”
Now I was crying, choking on my sobs. “I know. I want that. It took me so long to figure that out, but I know now. You are the safest thing I’ll ever find.” I deliberately repeated his words, holding his gaze and letting them sink in. “Because you love me. Because I love you.”
“Beauvoir knew that the root of all evil wasn’t money. No, what created and drove evil was fear. Fear of not having enough money, enough food, enough land, enough power, enough security, enough love. Fear of not getting what you want, or losing what you have.”
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