I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.

I heard there are no male sidhe-seers." Where did you hear that?" Around." And which one of those are you in doubt about Ms. Lane?" Which one of what?" Whether I see the Fae, or whether I'm a man. I believe I've laid your mind to rest on the former; shall I relieve it on the latter?" He reached for his belt. Oh, please." I rolled my eyes. "You're a leftie, Barrons." Touche, Ms. Lane," he murmered.

That part of his body was simply uncontrollable, apparently functioning in accordance to a single law of nature: She existed--he got a hard-on.

Keeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same. Death on her left. Devil on her right.

The single greatest advantage anyone can take into any battle is hope.

You can't go forward if you're looking backward. You run into walls that way.

There's nothing I can't live with. Only things I won't live without.