Goodbye, Christian," I murmur."Ana, goodbye," he says softly, and he looks utterly, utterly broken,a man in agonizing pain, reflecting how I feel inside. I tear my gaze away from him before I can change my mind and try to comfort him.The elevator doors close close and it whisks me down to the bowels of the basement and to my own personal hell.

Why do I feel ten feet tall when I make her laugh?

Lying in my bed, I pray for a dreamless sleep... but if I am to dream, I want to dream of her.

How did you become this way?""Why is anybody the way they are? That's kind of hard to answer.

You dazzle me so much I find it very difficult to think clearly when we're together.

I turn over and lie flat on my back,staring at the ceiling. When she slept beside me, I slept well. I need her in my life, in my bed. She was the day to my night. I'm going to get her back.

I've never wanted more, until I met you. - Christian Grey, Fifty Shades of Grey

My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.

Mrs. GreyI have received three compliments on my new haircut. Compliments from my staffare new. It must be the ridiculous smile I’m wearing whenever I think about last night. You are indeed a wonderful, talented, beautiful woman.And all mine.