“Please do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art.”

“...you're going to find people from all over the country, everyone hungry for money and position. You won't make a name for yourself just doing what the next man does. You'll have to distinguish yourself in some way.”

“We don't have to go back to my place, Angel. I can take you home, if that's what you want. Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross line drawn down the middle, I'll do it. I won't like it, but I'll do it.”

“The dawn will be upon us in a couple of hours. We need to leave this place.""I won't go with you," she insisted stubbornly."If your pride dictates that you must fight me, you may try to do so." His voice, with its Old World cadence and formality, was almost tender.Her eyes deepened to purple. "Stop giving me your permission! I am Mikhail and Raven's daughter, a Carpathian like yourself and not without my own powers. I have the right to my own choices!""If it pleases you to think so.”

“I cross myself and close my eyes. Where we go next, we go together.”

“..Who... who are you... calling a WHIPPED DOG?!" POW!! "I Declare"... ETERU MAGIA! "I Won't say "please"! And I won't let you say it has nothing to do with you! SEE FOR YOURSELF IF I'M A WHIPPED DOG OR NOT!!" -Nora”