Delinda

“Adam and Eve didn't know what they would win or what they would lose until they'd both won and lost it. It's like that poem we read. The guy doesn't know what the meaning is of the road he took until he got to the end of it. You choose first, then you find out what you've chosen after. Every choice has a price. Sometimes we don't know what it is until after we've paid it.”
― Tiffany Reisz, The Saint

“What's a dissertation?"

"If Satan gave you instructions for writing the book report from Hell, it would closely resemble those of a Ph.D. dissertation.”
― Tiffany Reisz, The Saint

“If I'm going to give you forever," she said, raising her chin higher, "I want something in return."

"I already offered to help you out of your mess. What else do you want?"

Eleanor considered her demands. He sounded open to suggestion, which was good because she had a suggestion.

"Everything."

"Everything?" he repeated. "As in. . .?"

"Every. Thing." She stared at him across the desk, and this time it was her turn not to blink. "I give you forever, the least you can give me is everything.”
― Tiffany Reisz, The Saint

“You stole five cars. Instead of going into prison or juvenile detention, you endured nothing more than volunteer work. Now that you are paying back your legal fees, which were not inconsiderable, perhaps you need to suffer more in your service. It's good for the soul."

"Suffering is good for the soul? You're sitting in your cute little office drinking your gross-ass tea that smells like bacon-"

"It's Lapsang souchong."

"It's disgusting. You're drinking disgusting tea and writing homilies in your room-temperature office while I"m dying in there. I don't see you suffering."

"I have suffered. My suffering has ended."

"Did you find Jesus?"

"No, I found you.”
― Tiffany Reisz, The Saint