"And when we kiss, this city, this almost city recedes in flame and the sun's ghost becomes our breath. I have waited so long and wanted it so bad and I'll die remembering the taste.... We are all hands and lips and when finally it ends I want to fall to my knees in the water and beg and scream, not for another kiss but for life to always be like this, bursting open, feeling every second with an atom-smashing heart." - Bryan Charles.