“First love is like dat," Brennus says tiredly. "But, den ye mature and find a deeper love, one dat was created jus for ye.”

“How can I possibly describe what I feel for you, Brennus?” I ask, shaking my head and feeling the painful ache inside of me. “This isn’t like the love I have felt before. Whatever it is, it’s painful. If this is love, then I love you the way creatures like us ought to be loved – secretly and unwillingly, within the dark shadow between my heart and soul.”

“i'm jus a shadow on the floor wi' out ye, Genevieve.”

“I'm here because of the way she loves me with no reservations. She doesn't hold anything back, but gives it all to me as if there was no one else like me in the universe. She has no idea that she alone is the unique being.”

“I look away from his eyes. Since I’ve met you, Brennus, my life has not been mine, I say with more honesty than I like to admit to myself. Time with you is visceral…white-knuckle moments that make me know that I’m alive. I think I have become addicted to the rush of fear and desire you create…the uncertainty that I was once forced to endure has now become a need, like those pills that people keep in their medicine cabinets.”

“Reason and love are hardly ever compatible.”

“You make me want more- more time, more of your love, more of you.”