“I love you, Devyn Wade Kell, with everything inside me. But it’s okay if you don’t feel the same. I know I’m just a piece of trash in your world, and I don’t expect you to share my feelings. (Alix)Don’t you ever say that to me again. Trash is something people throw away, Alix. I intend to keep you for the rest of my life. (Devyn)”

“No worries. They don’t scare me. (Devyn)All right, but if my brain matter ends up smeared against a wall, I’ll never forgive you. (Alix)”

“Baby, I ain't trash. Trash is something you throw away. My people keep me.”

“I love you, baby. And I want you to stay with me. Always. (Devyn)Believe me, there’s no place else I’d rather be. (Alix)Me, either, but I would rather we be naked. (Devyn)”

“No one can make you feel low unless you allow them to. You’re not stupid, Alix. And you’re very beautiful. I just thought you should know that. (Devyn)”

“But don’t you find the concept of love unusual? (Alix)Not at all. Love I understand completely. It’s hatred that puzzles me. I don’t comprehend finding pleasure in cruelty. (Vik)”

“Because I don’t feel broken when you look at me. (Acheron)How could you feel broken? (Tory)I was shattered as a child and thrown away, like a piece of trash no on wanted. But you don’t treat me like that. You see in me the human bit and you touch that part of me. You make me feel whole and wanted. (Acheron)”