“Well, as much as I love kicking asses and taking names, it's way past curfew for you three"- Arriane”

“Soooo," Arriane said. "Now you've met Randy.""I thought his name was Cam.""We're not talking about him," Arriane said quickly. "I mean the she-man in there." Arriane jerked her head toward the office where they'd left the attendant in front of the TV. "Whaddya think-dude or chick?""Uh, chick?" Luce said tentativley. "Is this a test?"Arriane cracked a smile. "The first of many. And you passed. At least, I think you passed. The gender of most of the faculty here is an ongoing, schoolwiide debate. Don't worry, you'll get into it.”

“Gabbe jumped up and seized the cocanut first, giving its contents a sniff. "Arriane, she has just been through a trama," she scolded.Arriane tossed her shoulders back. "Precisely why she needs something with a kick," she argued, holding the tray possessively while she and Gabbe engaged in a stare-down."Fine," Arriane said, looking away from Gabbe.”

“Checkmate, bitch. -Arriane”

“Rule number 2 - don't listen to me!" Arriane laughed, "I'm certifiably insane!”

“Sometimes love needed a lift from its guardian angels, to get its feet off the ground. But once it made its first early beats toward flight, it had to be trusted to take wing on its own and soar past the highest conceivable heights, into the heavens-and beyond.”

“Daniel Grigori!" Arriane hooted through her hands."No!" Daniel hooted back without missing a beat.”