You could have anything else in the world. and you asked for me.

It is not easy to be different, and even less so to be unique.

When the soul has left the body, it belongs to death. And it cannot be taken back without a price.

She had always wanted a brother. And she had one now. Sebastian. It was like always wanting a puppy and being a hellhound instead.

The funny thing about mundies is how obsessed with magic they are for a bunch of people who don't even know what the word means.

Lord, you're Irish," said Will. "Can you make things that don't have potatoes in them? We had an Irish cook once when I was a boy. Potato pie, potato custard, potatoes with potato sauce.

It would be one thing if I had been cursed so that everyone I loved would die," said Will. "I could keep myself from loving. To keep others from caring for me--it is an odd, exhausting procedure.