“You know, I would date, if I could find a man worth shaving my legs for. (Grace)”

“Don’t cry for me, Grace. I’m not worth it. (Julian)Yes you are! (Grace)You are my saving Grace. Without you, I would never have known love. And I would never have known me again. (Julian)”

“I want to be inside you so badly, Grace,” he whispered. “I want to feel your legs wrapped around me, feel your breasts against my chest, hear you moaning as I make slow, sweet love to you. I want your smell on my body, your breath on my skin.”

“A clever enemy would kiss my hand, then stab at my back while I was distracted. (Stryker)A coward’s action. Truly. Don’t insult either one of us with such a suggestion. I don’t believe in petty juvenile attacks. I go after what I want, and when it’s the life of an enemy I don’t want there to be any mistaking my intention. If you’re worth my hatred, then you’re worth my letting you know that I’m coming for you. (Zephyra)”

“I don’t know. Word around the girls’ locker room is that all of you are so hard up, you were cruising the senior center, trying to find a prom date.” – Nick”

“I waited two thousand years for you, Grace Alexander,” he whispered in her ear. “And you were worth every second of it.”

“Grace- "You are naked."......"You are so naked"Julian - "I know"Grace - "You are naked!"Julian - "We've established that."Grace - "You're happy and naked."Julian - "What?”