“Huge and shadowy, with that scent and aura of heat, with the pale gleam of gray irises through dark lashes, he was Lucifer after the Fall, beautiful and primal.”

“And if her heart was breaking with every step she took, at least he would never know.”

“He stared at her. "How do chicks do that?" "We have uteruses- they give us magic color sense.”

“Why didn't anyone ever drop by unexpectedly when she was dressed to kill?”

“If you can't say anything nice, at least have the decency to be vague.”

“Only you could take one of my worst character faults and turn it into a virtue.”

“Sometimes it just doesn’t seem to matter that I know what I should be doing. I still do what I am gonna do.”