“The Love of a lonely wolf,full of secrets and strange midnights-drawn out of the darknessfrom hills thick with black oaksvalleys riddled with riddles-that love is sharper than a bed of thistles;each kiss pares away flesh. The love of a wolfcan eat you up all the better.”

“Here is the riddle of love: Everything it gives to you, it takes away.”

“Self Love is the energetic source of your destiny, and the only way to get what you want out of life”

“You know as well as I do that the heart is a fascinating organ. It's barely as large as a fist and yet it has the capacity to love a hundred people, each one in a different way."-Yvonne Elliot”

“He stared at her breasts incredulously, but not with lust. "For the love of Freya! You wear Ruby's strange undergarment. Lingerie, methinks she named it.""This is not my mother's bra." Rain clamped her jaw shut defiantly, then demanded to know, "How did you ever see my mother's underwear?”

“Ah, but being in love made you mean and crazy. Love made you act like a fool even when you knew you were acting like a fool and couldn't help yourself from acting like a fool.”

“Character is too deep to catch in a single storyline. What really moves us - what makes the great stories, and there aren't so many of them - is the inevitability of character. The destiny. All we see is the arc. We'll never penetrate the secrets of the living, let alone the dead. I've spent my whole life trying to understand people, and all I've learned is that the deeper we look, the greater the mystery. At the core, each person is unknowable. Maybe that's the soul? I have to respect that. The mystery, in fact, is what I've loved the most, in people and in stories as well.”