Half Wild

The point of being good is doing it when it’s tough, not when it’s easy.

I can’t not be with you, Nathan. I wanted to leave you in that grave and walk away but I couldn’t. I can’t walk ten paces away from you without it hurting me. I treasure every second with you. Every second. More than you know.

I always thought a person’s Gift reflected something about that person and all I can think is that my Gift reflects my desires, and my desires are to be totally wild, totally free.

Wild is an interesting word. We imagine wild to be untamed and out of control but, of course, nature isn't like that; nature is controlled, ordered, extremely disciplined by all its elements.

He looks at me. His face is dotted with raindrops but I think there are tears too. 'I love her. I always have. You know that.' 'And me?' And I known he means how I feel about him and me kissing him. 'You're my friend, Gabriel.' 'Do you kiss all your friends like that?' But he asks it without the harshness of his other questions. It's a real question. 'Just you.

It's easier to stay positive with your eyes open.

Gabriel jokes, "If they find out Blondine got the last of the bread there'll be murder." Nesbitt says, "If that's true I'll murder her myself.

Tired?” he asks. “Tired—yes. Angry—yes. Pissed off—ninety-nine percent of the time. Fun to be around—never.” Gabriel smiles. “Who wants fun when you can have interesting?

He says in a strong German accent, “Half and half, eh?” Nesbitt laughs. “You got that right: half human, half animal.” Gabriel says, “And always pissed off—though I can’t imagine why when he’s in your company, Nesbitt.

A mí me disparan y me dicen: "No pasa nada". Trató de estar con un ánimo despreocupado y alegre por Gabriel. Necesito ignorar a Nesbitt, pero cuando voy a coger más pan, veo mi mano y todas las cicatrices que tiene y el tatuaje negro y quiero gritarle a Nesbitt que me dolió, que cada cicatriz que tengo dolió, y que mi cuerpo está cubierto de cicatrices que sanaron rápidamente pero que todas me dolieron, y no puedo decir de ninguna de ellas que "no pasó nada".

Her skin is soft and skin-colored—not dirt-colored.

…every scar I have hurt, and my body is covered in scars that have healed quickly but they all hurt, and I can’t say about any of them, ‘No harm done.

Pel que fa a mi, sempre t'estimaré. Fins i tot quan estigui enterrat en d'aquest forats. (...) Quan sigui allà dins, encara t'estimaré. Sempre.

Sí que parlem: parlem de moltes coses. Ja em coneixes, i coneixes el meu costat negre també, però l'Annalise veu l'altra cara que tinc. Reconec que em fa por que mai no arribi a entendre'm o a acceptar-me com tu. És una cosa que em fa esgarrifar. Però això no vol dir que ella no conegui l'altre cosat d'en Nathan, el costat bo. L'Annalise sempre ha sabut veure'l. Vull estar amb ella. Vull ser bo.

Sempre he pensat que el do d'una persona reflectia alguna cosa seva, i l'únic que se m'acut és que el meu do reflecteix els meus desitjos,i que jo desitjo ser totalment salvatge, totalment lliure. Sense cap mena de control.