“Don't sulk. For someone with all the grace and coordination of a pregnant wildebeest, you did great.”

“Please keep in mind that no matter how strong, fast or coordinated you are, there is always someone stronger, faster and more coordinated.”

“They may have been ugly. They may have been evil. But when it came to poetry in motion, the Things had all the grace and coordination of a deck-chair.”

“I think he’s handling it with grace. A lot of teenage boys would sulk, or lurk around under your window with a boom box.”

“How did you hear about that?''Are you kidding me? So far, I had that runt Kyle-''I hate him. I hate all vamps. That complete toad, Michael-''-tell me you were pregnant by a vamp-''kidnnaped me and-Kyle said WHAT?''and then a member of the Domi shows up and informs me-''The Domi sent someone HERE?''-that you're actually pregnant by the late king of the Fey.''Late?!' Heidar squeaked.”

“You love him, don't you?""That's an impossible question to answer.""No it isn't," she argued. "It's a simple yes or no. You either love someone or you don't.""I don't know. Maybe.""Renee, maybe is not an acceptable answer. That's like saying you're a little bit pregnant and or caught a touch of breast cancer. Deep down, you know whether or not you love someone.”