— Ştii, Laura… Eu ţin la tine mai mult dec t eşti dispusă tu să-ţiînchipui.Încerc să r d, deşi mă simt impresionată:— Înseamnă că nu mi-ai declarat-o destul de răspicat.— Mi-a fost frică…— Frică?!— Da....

She always says I’m the best friend that she’s ever had… how do you hang up on someone who needs you that bad? ~From ‘Laura’ on The Nylon Curtain

…never would I trade for some new shape that laurel I was first, in whose sweet shade all other pleasures vanish in my heart.

Could the two people who are making out please be quiet?” the Colonel asked loudly from his sleeping bag. “Those of us who are not making out are drunk and tired.

Because the difference between a friend and a real friend is that you and the real friend come from the same territory, of the same place deep inside you, and that means you see the...

If you can’t get what you want, you end up doing something else, just to get some relief. Just to keep from going crazy. Because when you’re sad enough, you look for ways to fill...

I think humans are only capable of small moments of honesty. Then they get tired and back away. It’s something to foster, this ability to keep it for longer. How to keep being honest and...

So,” he asked. “How’s death?””Hard,” she said. “It just keeps going.

I’ll have to remember that for the future. When in a life-or-death battle, be sure to club unconscious everyone on your side as early on in the fight as possible,” Laura said, laughing.