One hand was behind his back, and he held it out, presenting a bouquet of white and smoky purple lilies. "They're straight from the underworld, by the way. They are everlasting. They won't die."

There's more to the erotic life than explicitness.

Please, touch me, I pray.

My head'll explode if I continue with this escapism.

Friends are the family that you choose.

Follow your heart, Ithilnin," Albirich repeated. "Time is precious. Don't waste it living someone else's life.

Killing animals to make a fashion statement = a sickening + cold-blooded vanity.