“Stop staring and call your brother', Dane snaps over his shoulder as he heads toward the stairs.”
“Keep your eyes peeled. You might just see Christmas yet”
“Yet happiness isn't something you chase, it's something you are. It's something you think, it's something you believe.”
“Amazing how the soup pots of small townsare just waiting to boil over anything at all.”
“A Short TestamentWhatever harm I may have doneIn all my life in all your wide creationIf I cannot repair itI beg you to repair it,And then there are all the wounded The poor the deaf the lonely and the oldWhom I have roughly dismissedAs if I were not one of them.Where I have wronged them by itAnd cannot make amendsI ask youTo comfort them to overflowing,And where there are lives I may have withered around me,Or lives of strangers far or nearThat I've destroyed in blind complicity,And if I cannot find themOr have no way to serve them,Remember them. I beg you to remember themWhen winter is overAnd all your unimaginable promisesBurst into song on death's bare branches.”
“If you think the timahk is so silly, Anais," Catarina finally said in a silky, deadly, regal voice, "then by all means. Try breaking it.”