“A mighty oak can be felled by even the tiniest of insects when one allows them to continually gnaw at it. (Callie's Mother)”

“Callie. (Sin)Aye. (Callie)Can you teach me what love is? (Sin)”

“You strike me as a man who will only believe in what he can see or touch. (Callie)Exactly. (Sin)But you know, sometimes it’s what you don’t see that has the most power. (Callie)”

“Don’t you dare. (Callie)Dare what? (Sin)Turn those serious eyes on me, Sin…or else I’ll bash you with my pillow again. (Callie)”

“Mmm. Let me guess. I like to drink the blood of innocents, feast on the entrails of knights and eat the hearts of small children everywhere. (Sin)Aye, that was much the consensus. (Callie)Well, I hope you didn’t go to such trouble to feed me. I fear ’tis off season for good blood, and knights can be rather testy when you disembowel them. (Sin)”

“I was angry with you. (Callie)For what? (Sin)Sleeping on the floor again. What is it with you and the floor? Most women have to fear their husbands are in the bed of another. Me, ’tis the hearth I envy. (Callie)”

“I want you to notice that right now, this instant, we are having a conversation. It’s really not hard, now, is it? Think you we can carry this on for the rest of the day? (Callie)”