Jane Harvey-Berrick · 375 pages
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“Caro… I don’t understand – why do you love me?”
“Just because… because the sky is blue and the sea is green.”
“Be happy, Caro, because that’s what you deserve.
I love you, I have always loved you, and where I go after this world, I will always love you.
Sempre e per sempre.”
“Perhaps life is what happens when you least expect it.”
“He’d asked me once if I was brave enough to take a chance on love. I finally knew the answer.
“I love you, too, Sebastian. More than you’ll ever know.”
“My beautiful boy, my lover, my friend. The man I thought I'd never see again. Sebastian.”
“Hey, it’s okay. I’m nervous, too.”
I stared at him in amazement.
“You’re nervous…why?”
“Because it’s you,” he said simply.”
“And, at last, I could hold him. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly, willing the darkness away, trying to heal him with my body, with my touch.
“I love you, Sebastian, please don't push me away. I love you."
"Oh God, Caro. I just don't know what I'm doing anymore; I'm so fucked up - I feel like I can't fucking breathe. Don't give up on me, Caro. Please don't give up on me. I need you, baby. I love you so much. I'm so sorry.”
I could forgive anything now that he'd let me touch him.”
“They say there are no atheists in foxholes. I say there are no atheists when you're begging God to keep alive the person you love.”
“I reminded myself that according to the consensus of opinion, a forty-year-old woman was in her sexual prime, while a man’s was at the age of 19. Which meant Sebastian was already past his prime: although there was no evidence that anyone had told him that.”
“I’m going to make you so hard, I’m going to get you so wound up, I’m going to turn you on so much, that all I’ll have to do is touch you with one finger to make you come.”
“Fuck!”
“Why didn’t you come back?” he sobbed.
“I waited and waited for you, like I said I would, but you never came back! Why? Why didn’t you come back? I love you I love you I love you.”
“It didn't matter what I wore, or how much sleep I'd had or not had, he always looked at me as if his world began and ended with me.”
“There were so many things Sebastian and I had to work out: we'd both been single for so long that blending our lives together wasn't going to be easy.
I'd promised Sebastian we'd find a way. He deserved to be loved for everything he was. And for whatever crazy reason he had, he loved me, too.”
“Jesus, if it comes down to it, I'll even write you a f*cking letter!"
"I'll write you on both sides of the f*cking paper, Caro.”
“Something making you smile, Hunter?”
“Yeah! I never got a round of applause before.”
“Maybe she was applauding me.”
“Nah, she thinks I’m a stud, I can tell.”
“Every man in this room wants you, Caro. I’m so fucking proud, I can’t stop smiling.”
“I haven’t changed how I feel. I still love you – I’ve always loved you. It’s only ever been you.”
“We wasted ten years and you're worried about a few thousand miles? Hell, we've got airplanes, we've got email, they've invented fucking cell phones. Jesus, if it comes down to it, I'll even write you a fucking letter.”
“I was thinking about eating you, Chief, but as you’re such a stubborn, annoying man, who makes me pissed with everything other sentence he utters from between his beautiful, badly-behaved likps, I thought I’d better tie you up first. What do you say?”
“I can’t, Caro, it’s out of my hands now. But I promise it’s temporary. I just… after all this time… I wanted us to be able to spend more than a few hours together.” He stared at his hands. “I don’t know when I’ll see you again,” he mumbled. “I’ve already waited ten years.”
“God, Caro. You make it all worthwhile,” he said, kissing my hair. “Thank God for you.”
“Well, Nicole, I was planning on taking her to bed and using her in ways that aren’t even mentioned in the Kama Sutra, but now you’ve told me that, I think I should go take a cold shower instead.”
“Hunter: you promised me separate rooms, remember?"
He looked like I'd just told him Christmas was cancelled.”
“Thank you for this, Sebastian. Thank you for bringing me."
Sebastian's expression told me that outdoor sex at the top of a mountain pass in the snow was suddenly on his 'to do' list.”
“It wasn’t perfect: so what? Life isn’t perfect: life is what happens while you’re waiting for your moment in the sun and if you miss it, waiting instead for the perfect illusion that Hollywood sells, then more fool you. I’d spent half my life waiting for the right moment: I was done with waiting.”
“Now that's a sight for sore eyes, Sebastian. Maybe I should just leave you here: the hotel maids might appreciate that. Or, better still, maybe I'll take a photograph of you on my phone. Dont worry, I wont post it on the internet, it'll just be my screen saver.”
“Wow, wounded by sarcasm at close range. The Brits sure fight dirty. Next it’ll be harsh language.”
“You know what they’ll think: Muscles Are Required Intelligence Not Essential.”
“But then again, perhaps life is what happens when you least expect it.”
“Liberty medals...Are they trying to bribe me with coloured ribbons? I wouldn't kill a man for one of those things. Or go and be killed. Any shooting I do is to save my own life, and not for a ribbon and a hunk of bronze. [says Mäkelä]”
“It did not last long. It is only in the movies that knife fighters stab and miss and slash and miss and tussle over several city blocks.”
“He wants us to think for ourselves, without fear of ridicule or judgment. He wants us to make up our minds and ignore what the rest of the world is saying. Pay no attention to fads or fashions, and listen, always, to the voice of your innermost self. Learning who you are is your primary task. There are no mistakes in life, as far as Emerson’s concerned, only lessons. Once you master one lesson, you move on to the next. And the only place you can learn is right now. In the everlasting present.”
“For the love of men like Fitzpiers is unquestionably of such quality as to bear division and transference. He had indeed once declared, though not to her, that on one occasion he had noticed himself to be possessed by five distinct infatuations at the same time. If this were true, his differed from the highest affection as the lower orders of the animal world differ from advanced organisms, partition causing not death but a multiplied existence.”
“All I ever did to that apartment was hang fifty yards of yellow theatrical silk across the bedroom windows, because I had some idea that the gold light would make me feel better, but I did not bother to weight the curtains correctly and all that summer the long panels of transparent golden silk would blow out the windows and get tangled and drenched in afternoon thunderstorms. That was the year, my twenty-eighth, when I was discovering that not all of the promises would be kept, that some things are in fact irrevocable and that it had counted after all, every evasion and ever procrastination, every word, all of it.”
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