“…I am not noble. This is not a ruse to free you. The only thing I want is you underneath me, willing and wild. Do you understand?”

“There was nothing you couldn't do if you wanted it bad enough, and were willing to work hard enough to get it.”

“A grim expression came over Syah’s face. “The colt you speak of lost its mother during a storm. If this stallion was that colt, it is not just wild, it is insane. That horse will break your bones.” “And that will be a worthy end, a prince struck down by such a noble steed.”Fasime pushed himself off the support of the fence, but Oman grabbed his arm. “It’s not worth it, Brother.”“I can tame him.” “What will we tell Mother and Father if he kills you?” Oman questioned.“Tell them I gave my life with pride. Do not punish him if he kills me. Release him back into the wild, and my spirit will ride him into the mist.”

“... It's hard to make changes. Things get so comfortable and you don't want to move. Maybe it would do you good to be a little uncomfortable for a while, and do something different...”

“There’s nothing you can’t do if you want it bad enough.”

“Actually, being married to me probably would be something of a joke . . . but yeah, I mean it. What do you think?”

“I’m frightened for you. I want to help, but you shut everyone out. Tyler seemed to break that chink in your armor. That’s why I was happy about you spending time with him.”