And so where there had once been six were now, irreversibly, one.

"The day you are not a fire," he said, "is the day the earth will fall still for me"

You can be taught to want. You can be taught to crave. You can learn to starve.

It was enough to taste, to feel, to touch, instead of think. Enough to be that free of feeling.

There was a constant sensation for Tristan that if things seemed to be going well, half of him was sure he was in the process of being mightily tricked.

For such a smart girl, she could be really stupid.

"Look, the moment you became my friend, you became my problem."