“Lies are horny little buggers, they breed like rabbits and bound around just as insanely and then you have to try to keep track of them.”

“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.”

“Keeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same.Death on her left.Devil on her right.”

“He slowed a little so I could hear him better. “No, they’re night people, Ms. Lane. They’ll be up and just as willing to see me, as I am to see them. We like to keep tabs on one another. They, however, don’t have you.” A slow smile curved his lips. He was hugely pleased with the new secret weapon he had in me. I had a sudden dismal view of my future, of being led around and asked incessantly, like one of those Verizon commercials, Do you feel sick now?”

“When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.”

“Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool,sometimes I'm a little off the beaten track.”

“And now she was just Gabby, currently staying in a dreamy, magnificent castle in Scotland with a Fae prince who did all kinds of non-nasty, non-inhuman things like tearing up lists of names, and returning tadpoles to lakes, and saving people's lives. Not to mention kissing with all the otherwordly splendor of a horny angel.”