“No, I didn't lose... I still won”

“Look at the time." I tipped my chin toward the clock. "It's past midnight. It's January second. You lost."For several moments he stared at the clock like it was an Arum he was about to blast into the next county and then his eyes found mine. Daemon smiled. "No. I didn't lose. I still won.”

“Even when I took first prize, topped the class, won the race, I never really won anything. I was merely avoiding the embarrassment of losing.”

“I'm losing the Love i have without having yet won the Love i hope to win.”

“I start to think that I'm losing the love I have without having yet won the love I hope to win.”

“I didn't know if I still had it in me to be really dangerous, but I thought so. It's like knocking someone off a bike with a baseball bat; you never really lose the knack.”