I'd gazed into the abyss and the abyss had gazed back, just like Daddy always said it would: You want to know about life, Mac? It's simple. Keep watching rainbows, baby. Keep looking at the sky. You find what you look for. If you go hunting good in the world, you'll find it. If you go hunting evil . . . well, don't.

Basque and Celt. Criminals and barbarians. I didn't think there could be a more primitive pairing of genes.

He kissed like no man she'd ever known. There was something about him, a rawness, an earthy sensuality that bordered on barbaric, something she'd never be able to explain to someone else. A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.

Some people fall apart when they get hurt. Puddle into apathy and despair and never recover. They wait all their lives for someone to come along and rescue them.

He goes for stark versus accessorized, dark over bright, jewel tone instead of pastel, carnal over flirty.

Do you think a woman can give a man everything while still withholding her heart? We are not made that way! - Fiona

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