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"Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I'm a boy. Like Dorian Gray.'Dorian who?I sighed. 'Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.'Sure thing, Gumdrop.I grimaced. 'I take that back. Let's stick with Grey."
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"We are what we remember. If we lose our memory, we lose our identity and our identity is the accumulation of our experiences. When we walk down the memory lane, it can be unconsciously, willingly, selectively, impetuously or sometimes grudgingly. By following our stream of consciousness we look for lost time and things past. Some reminiscences become anchor points that can take another scope with the wisdom of hindsight. ['Walking down the memory lane']"
"He needed the people and the clamour around him. There was no questions and no doubts when he stood on a platform over a sea of faces; the air was heavy, compact, saturated with a single solvent-admiration; there was no room for anything else. He was great; great as the number of people who told him so. He was right; right as the number of people who believed it. He looked at the faces, at the eyes, he saw himself born in them, he saw himself granted the gift of life. That was Peter Keating, that, the reflection in those staring pupils, and his body was only it's reflection."
"I am not Iron-Man, I am Forest-Man!"
"Woman, don't you know, is such a subject that however much you study it, it's always perfectly new."
"How frustrating to think you can be lost to yourself. And yet how often it is that a stranger stares back at you from the mirror. Maybe in truth we never see ourselves as clearly as the thousands of eyes that daily take us in."
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"What was up with class today? It was watered-down porn. He practically had you and Patch on top of your lab table, horizontal, minus your clothes, doing the Big Deed."
"Just because I've gone and snagged myself a hot boyfriend doesn't mean I'm going to leave my bestfriend high and dry."
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"I tapped my cup to his, grateful to have found Shaun, because for a minute there, I'd thought I was going to have to save myself. Instead, I'd wandered into the protective care of a sexy older man."
"You're mine, Angel, and don't you forget it. Your fights are my fights. What if something bad had happened today? It was bad enough when I thought your ghost was haunting me; I don't think I can handle the real thing."
"Try it on.''It's probably a little snug. Marcie tends to buy down when it comes to sizing.' He merely smiled.'It has a slit up the thigh.' His smile depened.'Zip it up?'Patch's eyes made a slow assessment of me, sharpening to vivid black. 'I'm going to have a hard time sending you off with Scott in that dress. Just a heads-up, if you come home and the dress looks even slightly tampered with, I will track Scott down, and when I find him, it won't be pretty."
"You don't happen to have a thousand dollars I can borrow?' 'I don't have five you can borrow. My piggy bank is officialy anorexic."
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