And far more dangerous than greed or lust or envy or any of those things—or anything—was love.

That’s the cost. That’s the price. Get ready, because when you crush the humanity out of humans, you’re left with humans with no humanity.

In other words, you get what you pay for, motherfucker

I am drowning in an infinite sea.

Evan is the little branch growing out of the cliff that she clings to, and the fact that he's gone makes her hang on even tighter.

You’re the mayfly,' he murmurs.
And then Evan Walker kisses me.
Holding my hand across his chest, his other hand sliding across my neck, his touch feathery soft, sending a shiver that travels down my spine into my legs, which are having a hard time keeping me upright. I can feel his heart slamming against my palm and I can smell his breath and feel the stubble on his upper lip, a sandpapery contrast to the softness of his lips, and Evan is looking at me and I’m looking back at him.

Thinking about the bacon- the potential of bacon- gives me hope. Not all is lost if bacon isn't.