Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.

Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.

There should be a vaccine against Adam Black. And all women should be given it at birth.

How does it feel, MacKayla? You have a piece of me in your mouth. Would you like another?

He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I'm-pure-trouble-and-you're-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.

I'd vowed years ago to go to the grave the same way I'd been born, just a lot more wrinkly.

Oh, please," I rolled my eyes, "You're a leftie, Barrons." "Touche, Ms. Lane," he murmured.

I love re-creating myself. Change means you get to choose again. Become something new. -Dani

I'd turn and run but I'm anchored by two dudes that could hold the Titanic during a tsunami.

Pretty girl and all. Asking. Gotta love that. Stuff of heroes. Don't get the role too often.

We have to save the world," I reminded him. He reached for me. "The world can wait. I can't.

My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.

No way. I'm not going in there. I draw the line at grave-robbing, Barrons. It's not your pen.

Barrons: "He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off." Mac: "The child?" I gasped

Life is not black and white. The closes we ever get to either of those colors is wearing them.

Its our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.

Yes, I have loved, Ms. Lane, and although it's none of your business, I have lost. Many things.

It was a land of shadows and ice. Of gray. And grayer. And black. -The Unseelie prison of Aedan

It's a strange new world out there and the rules have changed: It's every princess for herself.

If you're trying to force the story to be a straight up romance, it's going to be weird for you.

A fecking flamethrower! Why didn't I think of that? Best I came up with was a measly hair dryer.

You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure. You have to look with the heart.

I want you to go to the Ancient Languages Department at Trinity College tomorrow morning, Ms.Lane.

... You have me in your mouth, you don't get anybody else. Or you don't get me." - Jericho Barrons

Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.

I hope when I'm ninety-five the only things I want are free: love, family, a good home-cooked meal.

Werewolves? Oh please, just plain stupid. Who wants to get it on with a man ruled by his inner dog?

Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love

For what other reason would you have me save you? Because I like you? Better to be useful than liked.

One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.

If I entered a tropical beach, would I end up in Nazi Germany with my highly inconvenient black hair?

When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.

I'd never been turned on by the Ken doll—even before I looked down his pants and saw what was missing.

Beautiful women rarely possess sufficient depth of character to survive without their pretty feathers.

Being nearly naked around Barrons felt a lot like going to a shark convention lightly basted in blood.

He wasn't handsome. That was too calm a word. He was intensely masculine. He was sexual. He attracted.

You & I are here but the wind is everywhere. Cast no words upon it you don’t wish followed back to you.

He's trying not to laugh. I tell him I would have doomed mankind for him, and he's trying not to laugh.

If you already know the answer, Ms. Lane, don’t waste my time. You just wasted a month of it.” -Barrons

I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.

I make a new discovery that totally blows; dying is the easy part. It's coming back to life that sucks.

In my experience, anybody besides your mom that feeds you is going to want something in exchange for it.

I want purple trews, lass," Drustan called over the door. "No," she said irritably. "And a purple shirt.

He knows what I'm thinking. Always. We're connected. The atoms between us ferry messages back and forth.

For the record, Irish," he informed her tightly, just in case she got the wrong idea, "I kneel to no one.

Nobody home but She for Whom I Am the World. Can't go on like this, can't keep doing it.- Jericho Barrons

Using your own time to make someone else’s life better is, like, the nicest thing you can do for anybody.

He’s so beautiful,” she said wistfully. “He’s like an angel.” “Yep,” I agreed flatly. “The one that fell.

I don't make sonic booms. I want a whip. I like the idea of walking around making sonic booms everywhere.

He goes for stark versus accessorized, dark over bright, jewel tone instead of pastel, carnal over flirty.

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