“Then I'm sorry I don't remember more. If we kew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories.”

“If we knew a person was going to die, we'd hold harder to the memories."Fire corrected him, in a whisper. "The good memories.”

“I don't want to love you if you're only going to die.”

“Mercy was more frightening than murder, because it was harder.”

“I hear you're supposed to be good at manipulating people. Try a little harder to make me like you, all right? I'm the queen. Your life will be nicer if I like you.”

“The more I see and hear, the more I realize how much I don't know.”

“I know you don't want this, Katsa. But I can't help myself. The moment you came barreling into my life I was lost. I'm afraid to tell you what I wish for, for fear you'll... oh, I don't know, throw me into the fire. Or more likely, refuse me. Or worst of all, despise me," he said, his voice breaking and his eyes dropping from her face. His face dropping into his hands. "I love you," he said. "You're more dear to my heart than I ever knew anyone could be. And I've made you cry; and there I'll stop.”