“Because the plan God has for each of our lives isn't always the same plan we have for ourselves, Grace. Sometimes, our deaths have more of an impact than our births. It can inspire people to do great things, even greater than they would have had the deaths not happened at all.”

“The death of these people might have changed the world, Grace, so we might have changed the world, Grace, so we sometimes have to look at death not as something sad, but as something to be glad for. Sometimes death changes our lives in ways we never expect. It can bring with it every emotion; we have to learn to recognize the ones that help us and the ones that hurt us. And we also have to be willing to accept that with everything else, death also brings with it love. That is why we must always be grateful and appreciate it, even if it brings some sadness with it.”

“I held my breath, and refused to blink; he placed his hand on the bed to brace himself as he leaned towards me. Slowly, carefully, his lips--soft, warm, and perfect--found their way to mine. I want to say that it was magical, that I saw rainbows and fairy dust or something fantastic like that, but I couldn't. It was more. Much more. It was as though the world has fallen down around us, and everything was frozen in ice. But I wasn't cold. I was blazing hot, the fire starting where our lips joined, where angel met mortal, and I could feel the flames flickering out towards the limbs that I was fighting with desperately to keep still, not wanting them to latch onto him, not wanting to seem out of control because at that moment, I would have given anything to be just that.”

“Breathing is...difficult at the moment.Breathing is a necessity for you humans, and if kissing you causes you to have difficulties, I might have to refrain from doing it again.”

“Grace, you can accept my secrets, my horrors and my friendship but not a simple dress?" Robert asked, hearing my thoughts. - Falling From Grace”

“Sometimes the things we dream about are merely the heart's way of protecting us from what we really want, and what we're really afraid to lose.”

“But still we rode; rode that ferry for the lies and the dreams we didn't want to die because we were kids, and kids live on dreams.”