His moods changed minute to minute, and Jan could change him quicker than anyone. The more he loved her the more mixed up he got. He was such a beautiful man, but so unstable.

I find I’m unable to speak, unable to move, snared in his serious gaze like some kind of frightened rabbit

My relationship with him was defined by these complex emotions, this mixture of gratitude and resentment.

The more I lived with Jan, the more I loved her, the more I made her miserable. It was a vicious cycle (page 209)……The more I loved her the more I hated her. And the...

It’s complicated. He’s not…’ Human? ‘He’s playing hard to get.

Treat me like a joke, watch me leave you like its funny

Most people make it difficult to understand with their lifestyle & stand especially to a helping hand if they don’t understand or they don’t want to understand as whom they should accept as their friend.