He made her drunk, this man made her drunk; and every time his eyes flashed into hers she could not breathe.

That's interesting," Bitterblue said. "You think a conscience requires fear?

Why does everybody throw every troublesome thing into the river?

While I was looking the other way your fire went out Left me with cinders to kick into dust What a waste of the wonder you were In my living fire I will keep your scorn and mine In my living fire I will keep your heartache and mine At the disgrace of a waste of a life

I was doing science," Giddon said. "He threw a bean." "I was testing the impact of a bean upon water," Bann said. "That's not even a real thing." "Perhaps I'll test the impact of a bean upon your beautiful white shirt.

Everyone wants a bit of something beautiful.

She wanted to cause him pain for taking a place in her heart she wouldn't have given him if she'd known the truth.