“I need you to take Amanda shopping for clothes. The Daimons burned her house down and she has nothing except the clothes on her back."Nick arched a brow. "From what I saw, she had no clothes whatsoever on her back. Her front neither.”

“The only clothes Amanda has are the ones on her back. (Kyrian)From what I saw, she had no clothes whatsoever on her back. Her front neither. (Nick)One day, Gaitor bait... (Kyrian)Note to self- be nice to woman, keep mouth shut. (Nick)”

“Sydney sighed and stood up, smoothing her rumpled clothes with dismay. 'I need a coffee shop or something.''I think I saw one in a cave down the road,' I said.That almost got a smile from her.”

“She scrambled to her feet, “We… uh… better get back. The clothes… ya know.”True, her ten grand worth of clothes were in the back of his pick-up, but he really needed a moment to… uh… compose himself.“Are you coming?”Well, that’s a loaded question.”

“There was nothing, she saw at once, to be hoped for in the way of interest from their clothes. She did not consciously think this, for she was having a violent reaction against beautiful clothes and the slavery they impose on one, her experience being that the instant one had got them they took one in hand and gave one no peace till they had been everywhere and been seen by everybody. You didn't take your clothes to parties; they took you. It was quite a mistake to think that a woman, a really well-dressed woman, wore out her clothes; it was the clothes that wore out the woman--dragging her about at all hours of the day and night. No wonder men stayed young longer. Just new trousers couldn't excite them. She couldn't suppose that even the newest trousers ever behaved like that...”

“When she raises her eyelids, it's as if she were taking off all her clothes.”