“from Hunter's Moon: Memories are deceptive and imperfect; selective and seductive. They have a way of sneaking up on you. A scent, a color, an idle phrase can trigger them and you’re powerless to escape.”

“Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today's events”

“Deception sneaks in through the window of pride.”

“When you know you’re worth loving, you can be a little imperfect. Hell, look at me—a lot imperfect. It makes all the difference in the world when you believe someone loves you enough that they don’t overlook the spot and the messed up hair. They just add it to the things about you that make them love you all the more.”

“So the end may be a long time coming, but that doesn't mean it doesn't have a way of sneaking up on you.”

“ Ren's scent was everywhere. The smoke of aged wood lingering beneath a chilled autumn sky, the smooth burn of well-worn leather, the seductive ribbon of sandalwood. I closed my eyes, letting his scent pour over me, filling me with memories.”