“Well, Kaleb’s voice whispered in Nikita’s mind, it seems this will make strange bedfellows out of us all.”
“The reason politics makes strange bedfellows is because they all like the same bunk.”
“Misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.”
“Perhaps Bach and Beethoven are strange bedfellows for Mickey Mouse, but it's all been a lot of fun.”
“What an alliance, huh? A Dark-Hunter and a Spathi united to guard an Apollite. Who would have ever imagined? (Wulf)Love makes strange bedfellows. (Acheron)I thought that was politics. (Wulf)It’s both. (Acheron)”
“Instead, a strange voice whispered, "How can love be a sin? If God did not want us to love, then why did he create such beauty as yours?" Giulietta gasped in surprise and fear. "Romeo?”