I'm not the distraction in the room.' 'Oh? And what might be?' -Nora & Patch (PG 242)

I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life. You haunted me to the point that I began to believe Hank had gone back on his oath and killed you. I couldn't escape you and I didn't want to. You tortured me, but it was better than losing you.

You’ve never been to school, ever? If that’s true— and you’re right, I don’t think it is—what made you decide to come this year?” “You....Your eyes, Nora. Those cold, pale gray eyes are surprisingly irresistible.” He tipped his head sideways, as if to study me from a new angle. “And that killer curvy mouth

I couldn't stand here, hanging on, when the very thing I held disappeared more with each passing day.

Hang on, did you just call me Angel?" I asked. "If I did?" "I don't like it." He grinned. "It stays, Angel.

Humans are vulnerable, because they’re capable of being hurt.

Patch: "It's hard to concentrate on answers with you looking like that.