“There's no need to shout. The truth is as loud at a whisper as at a scream.”

“There's something weird about that guy," she whispers as she slips into the car, bringing an unexpected smile to my face.Ah, Ariel. Some might say she has poor taste, but I cant help but be flattered.Take that, knight in shining armor. This lady prefers the knave.”

“God, I love you," I whisper, and come crashing back into my body with a suddenness that makes me gasp. I don't know what's more shocking--that I've called on the god I don't believe in, or that the lie I told felt so much like the truth.”

“We believe the only truth is a truth discovered. Not told.”

“No. I don't care if I'm not the first." His head tilts and his lips move within a whisper of mine. "As long as I'm the last.”

“What are you doing here?" she demands."I--I..."I want to touch you. I want to curl into bed beside you and see if you can teach me to dream something that wont make me wake up screaming.”

“Shakespeare’s enduring tragedy did its part to further the goals of the Mercenaries—glamorizing death, making dying for love seem the most noble act of all, though nothing could be further from the truth. Taking an innocent life—in a misguided attempt to prove love or for any other reason—is a useless waste.”