“I miss her. I don't know how to live without her. There is a hole inside me that nothing fills.If you don't find something to fill that hole, someone else will. And if someone else fills it, they own you. Forever. You'll never get yourself back.”

“... You have me in your mouth, you don't get anybody else. Or you don't get me." - Jericho Barrons”

“He kissed like no man she'd ever known. There was something about him, a rawness, an earthy sensuality that bordered on barbaric, something she'd never be able to explain to someone else. A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.”

“The key to resisting Voice," Barrons instructed, "is finding that place inside you no one else can touch."You mean the sidhe-seer place?" I said, hopping like a one-legged chicken."No, a different place. All people have it. Not just sidhe-seers. We're born alone and we die alone. That place.""I don't get it.""I know. That's why you're hopping.”

“You might start by thanking me."For what? For finding something else that was so important to do that it took you all the way from midnight on Samhain ‗til four days later to come for me? I‘m not going to thank you for saving me from something you failed to save me from to begin with."You look fine to me. In fact, you‘re better than fine, aren‘t you? You walked right through my wards, without a word. Didn‘t even leave a note by the bedside. Really,after all we shared, Ms. Lane. But do I get any thanks for doing the impossible and bringing you back from being Pri-ya? No. What do I get? You steal my guns.”

“I get it the whole idea of willingly going to hell for someone. Living there insane if you have to because you’d rather be insane with them than endure life without them.”

“Nothing else matters. Never will. You exist in a place that is beyond all rules for me. Do you understand that?”