“It wasn’t was easy as picking one over the other. Nothing ever was. It wasn’t as though I’d even had a choice, not really.”

“She was painfully aware that doing one’s best was never assurance that it wasn’t the wrong choice anyway.”

“I’ll give you a choice. Kill me.”
“By definition ‘choice’ mandates a minimum of two possible avenues of action.”
“I wasn’t done. Or kiss me. But do one or the other. Before I do one or the other to you.”

“I got a new shadow. I had to get rid of the other one – it wasn’t doing what I was doing.”

“Nothing will ever be the same again.
Good! Wonderful! Wasn’t it all badly flawed anyway?
No, perhaps not. Not until now.”

“I was even a little glad that if it wasn’t going to be me she wanted, it was going to be someone who really deserved her.”

“I wasn’t really a fan of kaiju, (giant Japanese monsters) only Godzilla himself. He was my hero as a boy, and even now his roar has been my only ring tone any of the cell phones I have ever had.”

““She chose to reject me!”
That wasn’t a choice, lad—that was an empty gun saying click.””

“I wasn’t disappointed, inasmuch as I expected nothing.”

“Um, thanks,” she said. It was nice to see one woman finally immune to that accent. That wasn’t to say Rose wasn’t a sucker for accents. She just preferred hers from the other side of Europe.”