“Beware the flatterers of the world...for what is music to the ears may be poison to the soul.”

“Ah!' said David, twiddling his fingers with glee as she poured him a cup. 'May the sun shine upon your splendid bosom in all eight kingdoms, Sarah lass!”

“He tossed the deck to David. 'You get first deal.''I've got one hand.' 'Right, then. Deal those cards, Max, and let's have ourselves a game.”

“Then Cassie told her story. The feeling was like gathering up everything she's ever done or felt or known up to that moment and tying it into a ball and pitching it with all her might as far away as she could, and then watching to see what would happen next, what would roll back to her, what would have gotten left behind.”

“Nikdy jí to dosud neřekl, ale věděl, že přijde jednou chvíle, kdy jí to řekne a kdy jí poví i jiné, horší věci, které ho mrzely. – (Část třetí, Kapitola první, 2, třetí odstavec.)”

“Sarah wonders if whatever secrets Grace is protecting feel the same as her own, sometimes just fuzzy and ticklish, like a littler of kittens trying to climb and paw their way out, and sometimes with claws bared, kittens grown to tigers, camouflaged but always ready to spring.”

“She prunes the idea away like a faded rose blossom, and quickly discards it as if the thorns might puncture her resolve.”