“I have never been in love before," Julian said. "You're my first-and you'll be my only.”

“Winter is coming, Elena," he said, and his voice was clear and chilling even over the howling of the wind, "An unforgiving season. Before it comes, you'll have learned what I can and can't do. Before winter is here, you'll have joined me. You'll be mine.”

“People die . . . so love them every day.Beauty fades . . . so look before it's gone.Love changes . . . but not the love you give.And if you love, you'll never be alone.”

“Love and death are everything, Jenny. Danger is the best part of the game. I thought you knew that." -Julian”

“Julian said the world was evil and horrible - remember? But then he proved himself that it wasn't”

“Julian: What's black inside, white outside, and hot?Jenny: What?Julian: A wolf in sheep's clothing.Jenny: Is that what you are?Julian: Me? No, I'm a wolf in wolf's clothing.”

“There were two sides of Julian, she thought, and she remembered a line from something she'd read --Emily Brontë, maybe. Different as a moonbeam and lightning.She wanted to reach the moonbeam part, but she didn't know how.Very softly she said again, "I don't believe you. You're not like the other Shadow Men. You could change --if you wanted to.""No," he said bleakly."Julian..." It was the bleakness that got her. She could see herself reflected in his eyes.Without thinkng, she moved even closer. And closer. Her upper lip touched his lower lip."You can change," she whispered.”