“I've fallen in love with you," he whispered to kiss the top of my hand.”

“I've fallen out of favourAnd I've fallen from graceFallen out of treesAnd I've fallen on my faceFallen out of taxisOut of windows tooFell in your opinionWhen I fell in love with you”

“Love me?” Madeline asked with a faint smile. “It used to be love.” He brushed his lips over her closed eyelids. “Now there's no word for it.” “You once told me that you thought love was a weakness.” “I was wrong,” he whispered, kissing the corners of her mouth. “I've discovered it's my only strength.”

“I love you,” I whispered.“I've loved you longer,” he said.”

“Pa? You never said. What'm I gonna be? Good or bad? He kisses the top of my head. Whispers in my ear, so's only him and me can hear. You, my darlin daughter, are gonna be somethin else entirely.”

“See what love does? It makes you weak. Kills you."Warm breath feathered over her scalp as Remy pressed a gentle kiss to the top of her head. "It also gives people something to live for," he whispered.”