“Love gets used up, Chastity. If it's not returned, it gets used up.”

“So you can’t marry Harry, Mom! Not if you still love Daddy!” I sound like a ten-year-old, but I can’t help it. Buttercup comes over to me and puts her head on my lap.“Love gets used up, Chastity,” Mom says gently, reaching up to smooth my hair. “If it’s not returned, it gets used up.”

“Anyway it was an idea of mother's and she often used to repeat it, that you ended up getting used to everything.”

“Get drunk, Austin, have a love affair. It would be a tragedy to die and discover that you hadn't completely used up your body.”

“To get a step up in the world, you could use a ladder, or you could use your connections. I prefer the latter.”

“After two solid weeks of waking up in Damen's bed, wrapped in Damen's arms, you'd think I'd have grown used to it by now.But nope.Not even close.Though I could get used to it.I'd like to get used to it.”