“But I wouldn't choose to spend time with them." Sebastian considered this, "Especially my father. As he's dead.”

“I regret I didn't wear a jacket, or I'd give it to you.""I still have my wings. It wouldn't fit.""I'd carry them for you.""They're attached to the dress. It was the only way I could get them to stay."He squeezed my hand, tone mischievous. "In that case, I'd be especially happy to carry the wings.""Sam!""It wouldn't be the first time I've seen you without clothes.""Sam!”

“If this was my forever, I wouldn't want to spend it here. ”

“Ciel: *Over Sebastian's 'dead' body* THAT'S AN ORDER! WAKE UP! RIGHT NOW!Sebastian: *thinking* But I am awake...”

“the whole idea of boys being people you would actually choose to spend time with was pretty much totally incomprehensible to me. i could never think of anything to say to them, and they seemed equally dumbstruck by my presence. ”

“I wonder if a time would come when he wouldn't leave after spending thirty minutes in a room with me, but I know it isn't me he is running from. It is her.”