“Alexander Knight, Secret Santa is Black Velvet..." I chuckle, "Don't forget the Dark Prince." "I don't even know where to begin". "Don't worry, Princess I'll take it from here.”

“You know I hate to chase. I'm only here to talk, but if you run, I'll have to chase and we both know where that usually ends up.”

“That's all my grandfather was guilty of, fear, faith in his words, but that was a high crime in her eyes. That's all Jack was guilty of that day, but I've lived with him a good while and I believe I understand him. Sometimes it might take an afternoon or evening of being here in this kitchen alone, thinking, but I can usually come to see his reasons through his ways. And half the job of finding peace is finding understanding. Don't you believe it to be so?”

“Great," Lee sighed, side-stepping through. "Just when I thought I'd gotten out of wandering through the creepy graveyard, you find another way."Smiling as he followed her through, he assured her, "Don't worry, I'm a professional." He seemed to find her nervousness amusing."And just so you know," she grumbled, "this absolutely does not count as our date."He burst out laughing. "That's too bad. Now I'll have to make other plans. How do you feel about abandoned insane asylums?”

“Most people in the world don't know who the Apleys are and they don't give a damn. I don't intend this as rudeness, but as a sort of comfort. I know it has been a comfort to me sometimes. Just remember that most people don't give a damn. When you remember it, you won't feel the necessity of taking the Apleys so seriously.”

“I want to be......A prince......Not a Princess!I don't want to be protected! When I'm a prince I'll do the protecting!”

“Don't look at me in that tone of face.”