So . . . do you?” He persisted.
“Yes,” she said finally with a mystified laugh. “I wrap my head in a towel.”
He nodded, satisfied. “I thought so.”
“Did you ever think about cutting back on the caffeine?”
Miles shook his head. “Never.

“I cry to you, my Lord, my rock! Do not be deaf to me, for if you are silent, I …”

“I think... that when it comes to us, anything is possible.”

“I know, but no matter what I choose I have to live with it. Forever. I have to …”

“Por favor, no te enfades conmigo los días en que no te reconozca. Los dos sabem…”