Before I can process what’s happening, Deirdre has opened her hands and Linden has taken the ring from her and slipped it onto my finger. “Rhine Ashby,” he says. “My wife.

So many of the things I've wanted are the things I've been taught to fear.

For males twenty-five is the fatal age. For women it's twenty. We are all dropping like flies.

Because even if the lie is beautiful, the truth is what you face in the end.

But there’s no such thing as free. There are only different and more horrible ways to be enslaved.

To die trying would be better than to die without purpose.

I'll tell you something about true love. There's no science to it. It's as natural as the sky.