It wasn't just love that held people together. There was secrets, and the price you paid to keep them.

“I had worked for a newspaper of sorts, word got around, and I became editor of …”

“Sorry is the Kool-Aid of human emotions. It's what you say when you spill a cup…”

“He struck his temples with his fists and screamed: 'Haven't you ever seen a god…”

“Любовта е една голяма фалшификация! — продължаваше да настоява Олсон. — Има три…”