“I have a question for you. “If your shadow is the second most beautiful thing in the world, which is the first?”.”

“أجمل ما في الحب بداياته التي تسبق الاعتراف به بشكلٍ صريحٍ.. وأسوأ ما فيه أن تكون له نهاية حتَّى وإن كانت سعيدة.. فالسّعادة يضيعها الملل والاعتياد، وإن حافظ عليها المحبون تبقى كسلعةٍ مُجمدةٍ، فقدت حيويتها وفائدتها، فليت كل العشاق يحبون من البداية إلى البداية!!”

“Careful,” he smiled, “I’m lethal.”

“Why have you been staring at me ever since we met? Because I’m not the Gail Wynand you’d heard about. You see, I love you. And love is exception-making. If you were in love you’d want to be broken, trampled, ordered, dominated, because that’s the impossible, in the inconceivable for you in your relations with people. That would be the one gift, the great exception you’d want to offer the man you loved. But it wouldn’t be easy for you.”

“Selingkuh: meninggalkan yang tak sempurnauntuk yang lebih tak sempurna.”

“Terkadang,yang tak bisa kamu lupakan adalah seseorang yang tak pernah bisa kamu miliki.”

“I had a romance novel inside me, but I paid three sailors to beat it out of me with steel pipes.”

“I think of you only twice a day – when I am alone and when I am with someone else.”

“Aku nggak membencimu. Aku hanya benci karena ternyata begitu sulit melupakanmu.”

“I often think that he’s the only one of us who’s achieved immortality. I don’t mean in the sense of fame and I don’t mean he won’t die someday. But he’s living it. I think he is what the conception really means. You know how people long to be eternal. But they die with everyday that passes. . . They change, they deny, they contradict- and they call it growth. At the end there is nothing left, nothing unreveresed or unbetrayed; as if there had never been an entity, only a succession of adjectives fading in and out of an unformed mass. How do they expect a permanence which they never held for a single moment? But Howard- one can imagine him living forever.”

“You sound as if happiness and pleasure were not the same.”

“Even when things are at their worst, I refuse to believe all is lost. I will never go down without a fight.”

“If we could talk to our younger selves now, eh? Dust yourself off, don’t let the bastards grind you down, and always make your mum proud.”

“His gaze slid over me like a veil of fire. He could ignite my deepest desires with a single glance. I decided right then and there no more reading romance novels by candelight.”

“I am ever a gentle maiden,” she shouted. “Damn if I’m not.”