“Do you really have the ability to control all types of undead?" Magnus asked."Can you really make a hundred shoes in a single night?" I asked.Magnus smiled. "Wrong kind of fairie.”

“she was just that shiver that makes you walk faster at night. You don't know why you do it, but some part of you remembers that the dark is never really empty. ~Anita”

“A certain type of man, when he loves for the first time, his love is not really love, it is possession. Possessions don't have rights or feelings; they are something to owned and controlled. He had spent more than a year trying to do just that, and failing.”

“Children make that big a difference to you? He asked. I nodded. Yeah, they do. I never figured you as the maternal type. I'm not, but kids are people, Edward, little people trapped by the choices the adults around them make.”

“There is a frozen moment after a really good shot to the face. A moment of shock, or paralysis where all you can do is blink.”

“You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward."He smiled. "I don't lie to you.""Really," I said.The smile became a grin. "Okay, not most of the time, anymore." His face sobered. "I'm not lying now.”

“Every relationship is messed up. What makes it really perfect is if you still want to be there when things suck.”