“We all have regrets, Urian. Nothing that lives is immune from that nasty emotion. (Acheron)So what? You want me to go kiss and make up? (Urian)Hardly. But I want you to set aside your own hurt and anger to see clearly for a minute. This isn’t about you and your father anymore than it’s about me and Nick hating each other over something we can’t change. This is about saving the lives of a million innocent people. People like Phoebe who don’t deserve to be hunted and killed. If I can stand at the side of my enemies for the greater good, so can you. (Acheron)”

“I know what it’s like to be torn between a love so pure it burns you deep down in a place you didn’t know someone could touch you and between your oath and duties. Between the love of a father you’ve always known and one you know you can depend on forever versus a love that’s new and untested. But you know what I learned? It’s a lot easier to live without my father’s love than it is to live without Phoebe’s. (Urian)(Acheron didn’t speak as Urian left him alone.)That just makes you want to vomit, doesn’t it? (Jaden)”

“How much longer will I live? (Urian)You’re immortal, barring death. (Acheron)That doesn’t make sense. (Urian)Most of life doesn’t. (Acheron)”

“How can I ever trust you? (Acheron)You can’t. But I have lived inside your memories for the last three years. I know the pain you hide. I know the pain I caused. If I stay here, I will go mad from the screams. If I return to the Vanishing Isle, I’ll languish there alone and in time I will probably learn to hate you all over again. I don’t want to hate you anymore, Acheron. You are a god who can control human fate. Is it not possible that there was a reason why we were joined together? Surely the Fates meant for us to be brothers. (Styxx)”

“This is so unfair to you. (Ryssa)Life isn’t about being fair. It’s not about justice. It’s all about endurance and how much we can suffer through. (Acheron)”

“I don’t want any more insults. I’d like to experience three whole minutes in your presence before you lay into me again…and we really should make sure the tools are all locked up. (Acheron)(He pulled the sleeve of his jacket back to look at his watch.)Let me start timing… (Acheron)(She opened her mouth to respond, but he held his hand up.)Wait for it. We got two minutes and fifty-give seconds to go. (Acheron)I’m not that bad. (Tory)Yeah…you’re not standing in my shoes. (Acheron)And judging by the ungodly size of them, I don’t think there are many people who could. (Tory)We almost made it to thirty seconds without an insult. I think we just set a new record. (Acheron)”