Temptation isn't a sin that you triumph over once, completely and then you're free. Temptation slips into bed with you each night and helps you say your prayers. It wakes you in the morning with a friendly cup of coffee, and knows exactly how you take it.

The only reality you can control is the one you're willing to face.

I love music because it's so fecking brilliant. Music is math, and math is the structure of everything and pretty much perfect.

You and I more than anyone else in the universe are perfect for each other.

I felt the electricity of his body behind me as he reached around me and took the card from my hand. He didn't move away, and I battled the urge to lean back into him, seeking the comfort of his strength. Would he wrap his arms around me? Make me feel safe, if only for a moment, and if only a delusion?

It was a land of shadows and ice. Of gray. And grayer. And black. -The Unseelie prison of Aedan

I can't help but see myself in them. The Seelie are who I was before my sister died. Pink, pretty, frivolous Mac. The Unseelie are who I've become, carved by loss and despair. Black, grungy, driven Mac.