You don't like it that I am the one you need to keep the wolf from the door; that comes as no surprise. But I am the one you have. At some point we'll both have to risk telling the truth.

Good and bad; shade and sunlight, there's but a hair's breath between them. It's all one in the end.

As for me, I had found love, and that was a gift worth suffering for.

Johnny was sobbing in shuddering gasps, telling me his small tale of woe, that the world was suddently different, and that he wanted me to make it better, right now please." --Liadan's interpretation of her baby's cries.

His thoughts inhabit a different plane from those of ordinary men; the simplest interpretation of that is to call him crazy.

He and I…we share a bond. Not love, exactly. It goes beyond that. He is mine as surely as sun follows moon across the sky. Mine before ever I knew he existed. Mine until death and beyond.

Every man or woman who makes a stand helps keep the flame of freedom burning.