The purpose of debates is to explore issues, not end them.

Why now? Why not? Live or die, a man and a woman need love. There is a need in the race. We need to share. To belong. Perhaps you will die before the year is out. But remember this: to have may be taken from you, to have had never. Far better to have tasted love before dying, than to die alone.

There are times, Sember, when I could believe your mother had a secret lover. Looking at you makes me wonder if it was one of my goats.

This is the real magic of fantasy fiction: it can feed souls and change lives.

Trust your instincts, and make judgements on what your heart tells you. The heart will not betray you.

Some people have a gift for stupidity, an almost mystic ability to withstand any form of logic.

She was his north star, the fixed point round which his world turned. For as long as his heart beat, or hers, he believed they would always share a destiny.