Don't screech like that. You'll wake the dead.

You can’t just keep grabbing at me every time you see me. It’s not a substitute for actually talking.

He speaks of you only with the greatest pride, Will

I thought... that we could at least talk about books.

And then she said nothing else, for Henry put his arms around her and kissed her. Kissed her in such a way that she no longer felt plain, or conscious of her hair or the ink spot on her dress or anything but Henry, whom she had always loved. Tears welled up and spilled down her cheeks, and when he drew away, he touched her wet face wonderingly. "Really," he said. "You love me, too, Lottie?

Or maybe it's just that beautiful things are so easily broken by the world.

If you do not intend to help us," she said, "then leave this house. Dawn is coming." "I am not a vampire." Magnus said. "I shall not disappear with the light" "You will if I kill you before the sun comes up.