You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure. You have to look with the heart.

If you are not with me, you are against me. I have no mercy for my enemies.

He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her.

Feelings, emotions - they are neither right nor wrong. They cannot be assigned a value. Feelings *are*. By labeling a feeling wrong, you force yourself to ignore that feeling. And what you most need is to feel it, let it burn through you, then get on with life.

He doesn’t beat me,” I said irritably. “I’d kill him if he did.” “She would. She has a temper. Stubborn, too. But we’re working on that, aren’t we, Ms. Lane?

Liminal sucks. You can't grasp it with your hands and shape it. You can't make midnight come faster, or grow up sooner, or avoid the in-betweens. You can only hang in there, and get through them.

Kid, you might just annoy me into killing you.