“She belongs with me, not to me.”

“She looked up and he was looking at her, too, and it was like kissing - or perhaps the moment just before kissing, or maybe a long time after.”

“Charlotte leveled him with a glare the likes of which he had never seen in synthetic women. It seemed to penetrate his every cell, as though she were watching him decay one picosecond at a time”

“It always takes Ignacio a minute to put his sexy together.”

“It wasn't a hug - hugs ended quickly, even long ones, but this one persisted into something else entirely.”

“She doesn’t belong to one of my boys, she’s fuckin’ mine.”

“Jane Greyson had once told me that my voice was one of the Ancients—old and wise.”