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"I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heart beating, solid and sure.....he reads me so well. He's known about my emotional empathy since we were children. Nothing disturbs him...Few can lie to me... I don't know the truth, only that there is a lie. It takes a scrupulously honest man to love me. That's my Sean. We learned to trust each other completely before we were old enough to have learned suspicion."
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"I've yet to find another soul who believes in me with the same fervency as my mother."

"I know you'll do what's best for Annabeth.""How can you be sure?""Because she'd do the same for you."

"Trust the perception not the presentation."

"Nyree taught me not to trust anyone but Steve quickly corrected that lesson and taught me not to trust everyone."

"To Confess Is To Surrender."

"Prayer is a conversation with the Father you trust."

"Authentic people are instantly more likable and trustworthy, which makes building rapport with them a pleasure."

"The fact that you do not trust your spouse or lover doesn't necessarily mean that they are cheating on you, and the fact that you do doesn't necessarily mean that they aren't."
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"I kept it to remind me that although there is evil, there is sometimes beauty and light. You, Jillian. You were always my light."

"Then why was his tongue in your mouth? Was he conducting a clinical test of your gag reflex?' He smiled, but not nicely. 'How is your gag reflex, Ms. Lane? Are you a hair trigger?'Barrons likes to use sexual innuendo to try to shut me up. I think he expects the well-raised southern belle in me will think eew and back off. Sometimes, I do think eew, but I don't back off. 'I'm a spitter, if that's what you're asking.' I flashed him a too-sweet smile.'Didn't look that way to me. I think you're a swallower. His tongue was halfway to China and you were still taking it.''Jealous?"

"In my experience, anybody besides your mom that feeds you is going to want something in exchange for it."

"I don't know where dreams come from. Sometimes I wonder if they're genetic memories, or messages from something divine. Warnings perhaps. Maybe we do come with an instruction booklet but we're too dense to read it, because we've dismissed it as the irrational waste product of the 'rational' mind. Sometimes I think all the answers we need are buried in our slumbering subconscious, int he dreaming. The booklet right there, and ever night when we lay our heads down on the pillow it flips open. The wise read it, heed it. The rest of us try as hard as we can upon awakening to forget any disturbing revelations we might have found there."

"I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves."

"Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset, to touch the one you love, to try again. 'Hell would be waking up and wanting nothing,' he agrees."

"I wept for me, for my sister, for things I couldn't even begin to put into words, and might never be able to explain. But it felt something like this: I used to walk on my feet. Now all I knew how to do was crawl. And I wasn't sure how long it was going to take for me to get up off my knees and regain my balance, but I suspected that when I did, I would never walk the same way again."
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