Things, and people, were always more beautiful when you were afraid to lose them.
—Martina Boone in Compulsion
We've lost a lot of years, but you can't lose love. Not real love. It stays locked inside you, ready for whenever you are strong enough to find it again.
—Martina Boone in Compulsion
Love doesn't come with an on-off switch. It's made of too many threads of memory and hope and heartache that weave themselves into the very core of who you are.
—Martina Boone in Compulsion