You know, you can always pick the lit students," he continued, grinning. "Is that so? How?" "They're the ones who walk around wearing berets and that I-know-something-you-don't expression.

A body is merely a vehicle. The deepest emotions are experienced through the soul.

Still the hottest angel I know," he murmured. "It's beyond me how you're still on staff.

The righteous ones are always exhausting to have around.

A man in love can do extraordinary things, I don’t care if you’re an angel, you’re my angel, and I won’t let you go.

I honestly can’t tell you. We’ve never had a situation like this before, “I admitted. “So you being an angel doesn’t meam…” He hesitated. “Doesn’t mean I have an answer for everything,” I concluded for him. “I just assumed it would be one of the perks.” “Sadly, no.

I think life's too complex to be an accident.