So I lied to you last night. I said that I just wanted one night with you. But I want every night with you.

What would you prefer? 'What did the Count eat today, children? One helpless villager, two helpless villagers, three helpless villagers….

I’d rather have you in my life even as a brother than not at all—

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.

You don't get to decide," she said, "where I go, or when." "I know." His voice was ragged. "I've always known that about you. I don't know why I had to fall in love with someone who's more stubborn than I am.

cleverness that comes too late is hardly cleverness at all?

He speaks of you only with the greatest pride, Will