“But still, I need a reason to admit it, let it all fall free as the carpet is ripped out from under me. I need permission to allow myself to admit the simple fact that I love you.”

“[There's a] point where you have to leave the dough alone. It's silly to anthropomorphize bread, but I love the fact that it needs to sit quietly, to retreat from touch and noise and drama, in order to evolve. I have to admit, I often feel that way myself.”

“I admit that sometimes I pick on Religions. I do believe there is a need for Religion for some but also a need for free thoughts within it.”

“I may need your permission to keep you, girl. But I don’t need anyone’s permission to love you. I choose it of my own free will, and there’s nothing you can do about it.-Finn.”

“You can't rely on love. Love will let you down every time. Every. Single. Time. I don't love Jecca. I don't love Fanboy. But... God, the buts in life will kill you absolutely every time, won't they. I don't love. But I need. I can admit that to myself.”

“I don’t need you sensitive, Skulduggery. I need you aloof and irresponsible and arrogant. That’s why I love you. That’s why I let you hang out with me.”“I’m truly blessed.”She grinned. “You love me, too. Once you admit it, everything will be better.”“They’re about to hook up the Cube to the Accelerator,” he said, and turned and walked off.She followed. “You can’t run from your feelings.”“I can walk from them.”