“Has my tale turned you speechless? Come, curse me or kiss me or call me a liar. Something.”

“I dare you to tell me to walk through fire Wear my soul and call me a liar...”

“Tell me I am not a slave, but put a leash on me and I will call you a liar.”

“He turned to me. “Call me later?”“Yes.”“Promise?”“I promise,” I said.And then he leaned down and kissed me. And this time it wasn’t Romeo kissing Juliet. It was Quinn kissing Delia. And that was even better.”

“When I was a little boy, they called me a liar, but now that I am grown up, they call me a writer. ”

“Since your father has escaped my justice, it is you who must hear my words." "Words. You keep saying..." "Because that was the gift your father gave to me. And the curse that ruined me as well, changed my life to wretched misery. There are hours yet before the guard comes - nay, eons. An eternity, in fact. This is my time, Miranda. Now you will have your words back: before I kill you, you will hear my tale... and you will know what you have done.”