“I thought you were her knight, but you have become only her woodsman--taking little girls into the forest to cut out their hearts.”

“You'll take her to a healer, prince, or so help me I will cut out that piece of ice you call a heart and take her myself.”

“You touch her, and I will take that dagger at your side and cut your heart out with it. (Julian)”

“I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.”

“In the fairy tales there's only one Big Bad Wolf and the little girl takes only one trip through the Dark Forest and fights only one fight for her life before the story ends in happily and ever after. But life on the Calle is real, not make-believe, and every Calle girl knows that once the My-What-Big-Paws-You-Have fall on her skin, Little Red will carry that scent no matter how hard she scrubs. From that point on, every wolf in the every forest of her very real life will recognize her and they'll do their Biggest and Baddest to get into her basket anytime she drops her guard. So be prepared. We're not out of the woods yet.”

“Did this fat little priest mean to take her as a wife? She was horrified at the thought of marrying of man whose only skill with a blade was cutting slivers of gorgonzola.”