Book: What are silent Angels

The only thing that broke the silence was the sound of tree branches on the roof and my heartbeat.

If you continue to run from me, you will never understand what is really going on.

I had to admit that now is not the time to listen to the rational part of the brain. Maybe now is the time to cross the line. Stop playing by the rules. And take impossible.

That's what fear is. He pulls out of us to the surface all the bad.

No you did not say that in life everything has its price?

- Before I forget, I brought your homework. Where should I put it?
- The place where he.

The higher, the harder they fall.

Just remember that people change, and the past - no.

I looked at the seven digits in red pen written on the palm of my hand, and squeezed it into a fist. I wanted to tell him that his phone today is definitely not going to ring. I wanted to say that it was his fault that he spent all that time questioning me. I have a lot I wanted to say, but I was standing with a look like he doesn't know how to open mouth. In the end I squeezed out of himself:
- I'm busy today.
"Me too," he grinned and disappeared.
I stood, as if glued, digesting what just happened.

- Integrity - is your third biggest weakness.
- A second? I asked with quiet fury. Who is he? Is this a bad joke?
- You can't trust. No, not so. You trust, but not the people.
- A first?
- You keep life on a short leash.
What the hell is this?
- You fear what you cannot control.

Sex is more than a fifteen minute ride in the back seat of the car. It is a science.

The problem with human attraction is that you never know whether it's mutual.

He looked me in the eyes so intently that I almost believed that he had created for the two of us own little world that nobody else can invade.

I was drawn to the Patch so as to no one before. Between us was some kind of dark magnetism. Next to him I felt like I was drawn to a dangerous point. I also felt that he could get me to step over her.