I have lived for over three hundred years. In that time, the ideal of beauty has changed many times. Large breasts, small, thin, curved, tall, short, they have all been the height of beauty at one time or another. But in all that time, ma petite, I have never desired anyone the way I desire you." - Jean-Claude

Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.

Nothing cuts deeper than when another person says exactly what you're afraid to say out loud.

You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward." He smiled. "I don't lie to you." "Really," I said. The smile became a grin. "Okay, not most of the time, anymore." His face sobered. "I'm not lying now.

We are not created equal in talent. But the place where we are least equal is the heart. You can work at a talent, take lessons, but love, love either works or it doesn't. You love someone or you don't. You can't change it. You can't undo it.

Pity is an emotion that can get you killed. The only thing more dangerous is blind hate, and maybe love.

He will not let you come barging in to his world like the proverbial bull in the china shop.