Weapons, when they break and are mended, can be stronger at the mended places. Perhaps hearts are the same.

In all the world, you are what I love the most.

Meliorn looked impassive. "Mundane humans are not permitted in the Court." "I wish someone had mentioned that earlier," said Simon, to no one in particular. "I take it I'm just supposed to wait out here until vines start growing on me?" Meliorn considered. "That might offer significant amusement.

Your place is with me. It always will be. -Jem Carstairs

Memories did one no good, not when one knew the truth in the present. Will was beautiful, but he was not hers; he was anybody's. Something in him was broken, and trough that break spilled a blind cruelty, a need to hurt and to push away.

Dear me," said Will, and he took another bite of his apple. "Is it because I'm better-looking than you?

Looking at him now-even if she hadn't been in love with him, that part of her that was her mother's daugher, that loved every beautiful thing for its beauty alone, would still have wanted him.