“Fucking angels-Georgina Kincaid in each book”

“I don’t suppose there’s a Georgina Kincaid Instruction Manual around somewhere to help me avoid these embarrassing blunders in the future.”“We sell them downstairs.”“Oh yeah? Is there a page on how to woo the fair Georgina?”“Page? Hell, there’s a whole chapter.”“Required reading, I’d imagine.”“Definitely.”

“Fucking angels”

“Do you know the price of one soul, Georgina? It's beyond rubies and diamonds, beyond any mortal reckoning. If it had taken me centuries, if it had taken a dozen more angels to help me, it all would have been worth it.”

“Georgina," He murmured, pulling me closer. "You are the world.”

“That's not fair," I said."Georgina," he said simply. "We're in Hell.”

“It was a cream colored trapeze, sleeveless with a keyhole top that may or may not have been showing managerialappropriate cleavage." -Georgina”