“There are shades of warmth from the sweet ember of possibility to the roaring fire that fills your soul.”

“But the roaring of the fire,And the warmth of fur,And the boiling of the kettleWere beautiful to her!”

“Here, in this house, her recollections glowed like embers on the hearth, and each night, in their warmth, she’d take a memory or two down from the shelf and dance with them for a while.”

“Your body is the harp of your soul and it is yours to bring forth sweet music from it or confused sounds.”

“Love doesn't happen in an instant. It creeps up on you and then it turns your life upside down. It colors your waking moments, and fills your dreams. You begin to walk on air and see life in brilliant new shades. But it also brings with it a sweet agony, a delicious torture.”

“Light coursed through Karou and darkness chased it-burning through her, chilling her, shimmer and shadow, ice and fire, blood and starlight, rushing, roaring, filling her.”