I wished that, for once, faery tales – real faery tales, not Disney fairy tales – would have a happy ending.

I don't believe in fate," he said carefully, "but... I do believe everything happens for a reason. That there is some plan, some meaning to this darkness we live in.

Oh, we're playing nice now? Shall we have tea first? Brew up a nice pot of kiss-my-ass?

And I swear, if there is a way for us to be together, I will find it. No matter how long it takes. If I have to chase your soul to the ends of eternity, I won't stop until I find you, I promise.

Do not lose your heart to a faery prince. It never ends well.

Eventually we will all wither and die in the wasteland of logic and science.

My, aren't we bossy today. Give a girl an army and it goes straight to her head.