Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.

Grief shared was grief lessened.

Just one time before I turn into the villain of this piece, just one time before I become the fourth and final Unseelie prince, I want to be her Highlander. And her hero.

Let's get something straight, MacKeltar. I am not going home with you. I am not going to bed with you, and I am not wasting one more moment arguing with you." "I promise not to mock you when you change your mind, lass.

Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.

Mac: "It's not the sidhe-seers." He stopped and went very still. JZB: "Who is it?" Mac: "The MacKeltars." He was silent a long moment. Then he began to laugh, softly. JZB: "Well played, Ms. Lane." Mac: "I had a good teacher." JZB: "The best. Hop on one foot, Ms. Lane." Mac and Barrons

Do you think love just goes away? Pops out of existence when it becomes too painful or inconvenient, as if you never felt it?