“Isolate her, and however abundant the food or favourable the temperature, she will expire in a few days not of hunger or cold, but of loneliness.”

“Better to suffer the loneliness of the cold throne room than endure the isolation to be found within the crowds of facile courtiers.”

“Grief does not expire like a candle or the beacon on a lighthouse. It simply changes temperature.”

“He sucked in a harsh breath when she pressed her mouth to his, and she was fascinated by the way his eyes darkened and glittered with sexual hunger when their tongues melded together. It was cold, the temperature dropping little by little. It didn’t matter. Not when she could press her bare breasts against his chest to warm them, when his hands slid up her back and his arms were so engulfing and so hot she was encased in perfect heat.”

“Loneliness is not a result of physical isolation; you're only lonely the day you realize that nobody shares your opinions.”

“Think of spoiled cat food and ulcerated cankers and expired donor organs. That's how beautiful she looks.”