“...For all the days of our lives," we finished and I felt a little like a character in one of my grandma's soap operas...”

“Women of the Gallagher Academy, who comes here?" she asked. Just then, every girl at every table (even the newbies) stood and said in unison, "We are the sisters of Gillian." "Why do you come?" my mother asked. "To learn her skills. Honor her sword. And keep her secrets." "To what end do you work?" "To the cause of justice and light." "How long will you strive?" "For all the days of our lives," we finished and I felt a little like a character in one of my grandma's soap operas.”

“I spend my days watching soap operas, eating bonbons and plotting society's downfall.”

“I like the smell of my Grandma's soap - I used to sit in the bath and eat it.”

“And in our dark days, with so many threatening clouds on the horizon, he concluded, we puff up a story like this to drug people, to distract theirattention from the serious problems anddivert them with a Romeo-and-Julietstory, one scripted, however, by a soap opera writer.”

“Are you implying that our relationship is like a Spanish soap opera?” “I’m not implying. I’m saying it.”