Scott: Friends don't let friends drive drunk. Nora: Are you trying to appeal to my conscience? Scott: How can you turn down a once-in-a-lifetime chance to drive the 'Stang? Nora: How about you sell me the 'Stang for thirty dollars? I can even pay cash. Scott: Drunk, but not that drunk, Grey.

I gave up something I wanted for something I need. And I need you, Angel. More than I think you'll ever know.

Jev stroked his chin. "Do I look like a summer fling?

That woman." Vee hissed, "I'm making the sign of the cross right now.

I didn’t break his jaw, but if he lays a hand on you, it will be the first of many things to break,” Patch said.

I tended to be more a romantic than a realist, and chose blind faith over cold logic.

How warm I feel. How icredibly alive and vibrant and heedless every last inch of me feels next to you.