“Now I know why you have always desired to see Andilain at this time of year. The sweet fragrance of the trees blossoming remind me of the soft skin at your neck. If we should ever travel here I will insist on taking a carriage. You know how I detest riding horses and after two days my backside would be grateful if I never beheld a saddle again.”
“I can be afraid with you and still know I'm safe. That's the difference. That's why I love you.”
“Are you amongst the ones who find the path to pleasure from pain, or the path to pain from pleasure?”
“Don't wait for the ball to come to you, go out and get the ball.”
“What I can't do," Aadon said after a minute, as he traced his fingers down those pale, marked arms, "is ever let you go." He lifted Jesse's chin and looked into his soul-stealing brown eyes. "I am too far into you to ever get out. I'll have to move in with you, because I already need to breathe you like air."Jesse touched just the tips of his fingers to Aadon's cheek, awed by the continued acceptance. "I cannot believe I ever thought you were too tongue-tied to be a lawyer.”
“I don't suffer from dissociative identity disorder but my other personalities do.”