“She wept for the hurt that he owned, a hurt she could never hope to remove.”

“The brown-eyes angel was weeping over the demon. The angel wept because she was grieved at the mere thought of someone hurting him”

“She didn't know how much she'd been hoping that he still loved her, until she felt how much it hurt to realize he didn't.”

“She cannot chain my soul. Yes, she could hurt me. She'd already done so...I would bleed, or not. Scar, or not. Live, or not. But she could not hurt my soul, not unless I gave it to her.”

“Even when she was pretending she wasn’t hurt, she never pretended not tomiss him.”

“here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didn’t understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can, just by living, damage another human being beyond repair.”