Knowledge is Power. Ignorance is Bliss. But curiosity—even if it had killed the cat—is king.

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?

...treat people with understanding when you can, and fake it when you can't until you do understand.

[Jenks]"I think you're all screwy in the head," he said when Bis nodded his encouragement. "But go ahead. I've got Quen's number in my phone. I'll call him if you both explode in a flash of black underwear and money so I won't have to fly all the way home.

Your hair is a tangled mess,"he said, thinking he liked it that way, like a lion's mane.

All I'd have to do then was roll with the consequences of inviting dewinged, fanged fairies into Trent's backyard. God, they were savage looking. Served him right.