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The secret he keeps, the lies he tells.

There was life after fucking up, after all, even for those who lived without fucking.

Colchester, Ash, my captain, staking my body with his cock like a conqueror, like a king.

I realized that I'd destroyed my legitimacy with myself, and maybe that was worse than my public legitimacy being destroyed.

He smelled like leather and woodsmoke. He smelled like a fire burning.

Sometimes the best decisions were the ones with the most short-term unhappiness

Just because a person refuses to be topped by unworthy men doesn't necessarily make her dominant,

But my prevailing theory at the moment was this fucking booth.

This probably sounds ridiculous. Like a modern Edith Wharton novel or something.

God is bigger than our sins. God wants you as you are - stumbling, sinning, confused.

that mantle of guilt wasn't yours to bear alone, if at all.

The pain of one-sided love, of knowing that I had loved her more than she had loved me

Is there no way to be both completely woman and completely good?

I always refer to the Lutherans first.

Because I've known you for ten years, and it feels so desperately like no time at all, and I need more." I

Just because it's not common doesn't mean it's wrong," I

Do you taste that?" I ask, pressing the pads of my fingertips onto her tongue. "That's the taste of the pussy I'm about to fuck.

Her eyelashes made me hard. That was a new benchmark for me, I had to admit.

Could a vow be not all the way broken? Could a sin be not all the way committed?

So many networks of love and heartbreak, so many deep folds and layers to a person's heart.

she was the kind of woman who couldn't live without meaning, powerful and real meaning, in her life.

I was going to see Ivy today and that was all that mattered.

Do we focus on pruning out all evil, or do we focus on growing love?

if this was what love was, then I didn't know how anyone could bear the weight of it.

Find whatever love is left in your life and hold on to it tightly. And one day, things will have gotten less gray, less dull.

each wound a whisper of promise. you can own me because now I know I own you give me more and I'll give you everything

Even in the dim basement light, she looked unreal, too rare and too lovely to gaze at for longer than a few seconds without pain.

God dwelled in sex and marriage just as much as He dwelled in celibacy and service,

But the trade-off for my self-respect was a cold bed and an over-used vibrator, and it was starting to wear thin.

Oh, trust me, Lieutenant Colchester, I always keep both eyes on a man directly underneath me. Both hands too.

Tell me you're eighteen," he whispered. "I'm not." "Damn you." And then he tilted my face back up to his, and his mouth came down over mine anyway.

I hear not all priests are that chaste these days.

A man and a woman wanting each other is by far one of the least sinful things I've seen

was the only halo I ever wanted again, a circle of wicked wants and devilish delights.

I believe," Ash said coldly, "that the words you are looking for are, 'Yes, sir.

Anything you want and I'll give it to you. Let me do it to you." She looked up at me, eyes full and deep. "Punish me," she whispered.

I thought, this is what it's like to be torn apart for love. This is what it means to be reborn.

I wanted to show her all of my burdens and have her lift them from me with her clever mind and her elegant compassion.

In a way, it's easier to dwell on sin and guilt than it is to dwell on love and forgiveness - especially

Whatever happens after this, I just want you to know that this was worth it. You were worth it. You were worth everything.

Si vis amari, ama," you tell me. If you wish to be loved, love.

We weren't ashamed to enjoy food and alcohol in moderation - why were we so afraid of sex?

And please watch over the babies trapped in limbo. In the name of the Father, Son and the Holy Spirit, amen.

One day, you might find that you have a life again. A life that makes you happy.

I don't know what you call it when you fuck someone's ass raw, Father Bell, but that's what I call it.

I'd seen enough grief as a priest to know that people never really moved on, at least not in the linear, segmented way our culture expected people to.