You're Beautiful, Roza. So Beautiful It Hurts

Sydney Had Been Horrified To Discover My Home Library Consisted Of A Bartending Dictionary And An Old Copy Of Esquire, And At Her Pleading, I'd Promised To Read Something More Substantial. I Was Trying To Think Deep Thoughts As I Read Gatsby, But Mostly I Wanted To Throw Some Parties.

I Shook My Head And Turned Away, Unable To Hear This. “i’m Leaving Now. I Really Don’t Want To See You Again. Nothing Personal. Well, Yeah, Actually It Is.

Love Doesn’t Stop People From Betraying Each Other

Aw You'd Never Hurt Me. My Face Is Too Pretty. -adrian Ivashkov

Speaking Of Sonya...i Was Thinking Of Something Earlier. Something Wolfe Said." "why, Adrian. Were You Paying Attention After All?" "don't Start,sage," He Warned.(p 211)