“Leave the star on top," said an achingly gentle, deep voice. "There's already one angel in the room.”
“I went to a box room at the top of the house and locked myself in, in order to be alone with my aching miseries.”
“Gods, woman," William said. "Your voice is like death. Can you shut it until I leave the room? Please. Seriously, you're like the one woman in the world I want to resist." -Page 271”
“Finally,” Lilith said, smiling warmly at her. “A reasonable angel.”“I’m no angel,” Eleanore quietly insisted.“Yes, you are,” said every man in the room.”
“Positive, adj.: Mistaken at the top of one's voice.”
“i've made room for you, she said. if you want it, there's room. ”