I'm afraid that whatever I touch is spoilt by the contact." "I'm not scared of being spoiled," Val said.

We’re all dying, Cassel. It’s just that some of us are dying faster than others.

It is my belief that books are living things.

The row of dolls watched her impassively from the bookshelf, their tea party propriety almost certainly offended.

No trouble ever got fixed late at night," he said. "Midnight is for regrets.

I envy what I fear and hate what I envy.

Are you sure?" Aidan asked, "Gavriel's still a vampire." "He warned me about you and about them. He didn't have to. I'm not going to repay that by-" she hesitated, then frowned. "What did you call him?" "That's his name," Aidan sighed, "Gavriel. The other vampires, while they were tying me to the bed, they said his name." "Oh." With a final tug she pulled the blanked free and tossed it over to 'Gavriel' -Tana and Aidan-page 23-chapter 3