“And suddenly it’s all so ridiculously and stupidly clear I feel like laughing. This is what I want. This is the only thing i’ve ever wanted. Everything else—every single second of every single day that has come before this very moment, this kiss—has meant nothing.”

“I stand before her, meeting her eye to eye and nose to nose. My head takes a slight bow as I clench my fist. “I should have just killed you like any other bloodsucking vampire.”“So why didn’t you?” She tiptoes, clenching her first as well. I have to admit. She is a much better version of the Snow White you see in a Disney movie. She’s kind of kickass. I like it, but I will never let her know.“Why do you care so much about me then? Ha?” She asks.”I should have killed you before,” I repeated while all I could do is wonder how I’d ever fallen in love with a monster girl.”

“Her chin lifted. “Very well. Here is my best offer. Half of my nakedness for all of yours.”He pretended to think on it. ” It’s a bargain.”

“I know what party you’re talking about. I might have to swing through. Especially if you’re going to be there in a costume.” He winked and leaned back in his seat.“I’m going as a homeless person.”“Sexy.”

“To have the opportunity to know your parents is to have the opportunity to truly know yourself.”

“As the sun began to rise, the man reached out to the woman, and they clasped hands. He cradled her, and languidly they lifted themselves up to their feet, their bodies brushing, their eyes lost in each other’s. Sensuously, deliberately, they danced, moving as though they were one, their body language smooth as their limbs carefully unfolded. They twirled and rocked, intertwined and separated, nearly leaning onto one another but barely touching, their movements sometimes tender, sometimes almost violent…Moments passed while the dancers held tight to each other, as though their bodies were melting together. The expression on their features as they lifted their faces to the sky was one of unimaginable joy.”

“Love, like Fortune, favours the bold.”

“He looked at me with serious eyes, but not the kind that made me wonder what I’d done wrong. The kind that made me wonder what I’d done right.”

“So what does the winner get in the end?” Tate asked.”They get to sit around with the losers and say, ‘I am King Xavier of the world.’ Repeat after me.””And me?” Tate asked.”You get to be my queen.””How come you’re the leader of the community?” Narnie asked, almost smiling. “Why can’t Tate be?”Webb looked at his sister, grinning. “Why can’t you, Narnie?”Fitz leaned his head on Narnie’s shoulder. “And I’ll be your queen?””You can be the eunuch,” Jude said, shoving him out of the way, “and I’ll be her prince.” He bowed and took Narnie’s hand, kissing it, and their eyes met. It was awkward for a moment until Narnie looked away.”

“What on earth did you say to Isola? She stopped in on her way to pick up Pride and Prejudice and to berate me for never telling her about Elizabeth Bennet and Mr. Darcy. Why hadn’t she known there were better love stories around? Stories not riddled with ill-adjusted men, anguish, death and graveyards!”

“One as deformed and horrible as myself, could not deny herself to me. My companion must be of the same species, and have the same defects… with whom I can live in the interchange of those sympathies necessary for my being…”

“He shook his head, trying to shake the convoluted thoughts loose. He couldn’t worry about it right now. Not about how Thomas felt, or how Quinn did, or even how he, himself did. They were where they were, and there were things to do. First and foremost, there was a baby to deliver.”

“E’ la possibilità, non la garanzia, quella che mi fa andare avanti. Una specie di scomessa da parte mia. E chiamatemi pure pazzo, o sognatore o quel che vi pare, io credo che tutto sia possibile.”

“Ceremony-the wine of human existence” – Morris R. Cohen”

“Whatever hypnotizing charms I may have over boys, did not in fact work on three hundred pound girl elves. Not that I would ever try it again.”