Dan

“One last word," I said in my horrible English, "are you quite, quite sure that--well, not tomorrow, of course, and not after tomorrow , but--well--some day, any day, you will not come live with me? I will create a new God and thank him with piercing cries, if you give me that microscopic hope."

"No," she said smiling, "no."
"It would have made all the difference," said Humbert Humbert.”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

“And in the end, we were all just humans, drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.”
― Christopher Poindexter

“Something else is hurting you—that’s why you need pot or whiskey, or whips and rubber suits, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.”
― Charles Bukowski, Tales of Ordinary Madness

“She groped for words. I supplied them mentally ('He broke my heart. You merely broke my life').”
― Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita