“So, what do you photograph?I swallow my wine.What?You know city scapes, nature, portraits, candid shots...Boobs. I photograph boobs.Uhh... people?”

“How do you know she had sex?” Dallas asks.“Every time a penis touches Britain, I receive a telepathic notification.”“Oh,” Dallas says with a straight face. “Well that explains a lot.”

“So, what do you photograph?”I swallow my wine.“What?”“You know – city scapes, nature, portraits, candid shots...”Boobs. I photograph boobs.“Uhh... people?”

“He had spent much of his childhood perched on the coast, with the taste of salt in the air: this was a place of woodland and river, mysterious and secretive in a different way from St. Mawes, the l...”

“A dull, decent people, cherishing and fortifying their dullness behind a quarter of a million bayonets.”

“[The official prosecutors] ... were more vengeful on behalf of our injuries than I myself could ever be.”

“Holding his daughter close with one arm, he pointed toward the distant horizon. "As far as you can seeit all belongs to you, Faith. Someday, I'll take you to the top of a windmill and teach you to ...”

“I can do it, Max. I still have my thoughts. I just can't say them out loud. I still have my friends. I just can't show them. I still have all the things that used to matter. They're inside of me. T...”

“What is it that makes a seemingly rational man set out on a perilous journey knowing full well that the odds of success are quite remote and the consequences of failure are likely to be devastating...”

“I had gotten so used to being alone, but never entirely used to it. Never used to it enough to stop wanting the alternative.”

“People should think that being a writer is cool. Even if youre just a starving writer. Besides, most great writers were starving at one point or another. It comes with the title.”

“Its funny, isnt it? he said, something odd in his voice. Its funny how some people show they love people with dramatic proclamations and huge displays and romantic gesturesbut for some people, its ...”