You don't understand,' she said, and there was a puzzling trace of resentment in her voice. 'Children never do. The love a parent has for a child, there's nothing else like it. No other love so consuming.

He'll come back," Simon said again. "For you.

If you insist on disavowing that which is ugly about what you do, you will never learn from your mistakes.

Beautiful girls should know how to defend themselves against the advances of gentlemen.

Love didn't make you weak, it made you stronger.

Will looking after her, sighed.not for her, he said under his breath, though there was no one to hear him, for me.... And he leaned his head against the cold iron gate.

I have important business to get to. I plan to sulk all afternoon, followed, perhaps, by an evening of Byronic brooding and a nighttime of dissipation.