As far as possible, Arianne realized, each soul had to be content alone before plunging into love, because one never knew when the other would move out of that love. It was the greatest paradox: Souls need each other, but they also need to not need each other.

At last." He breathed into her, finding her lips. "You found me," she whispered. "Always.

Luce blushed. "Then what kind of angel are you?" "I'm sort of in between gigs right now," Daniel said.

Those lips looked tasty, especially when they said things like ' i jumped up every time someone knocked, hoping it's be you

I've met you many times Lucinda, and most of the time, you're a downright bore.

Oooh!" Bill squealed. "Very rococo." "So, I'm really doing this? I'm just going to go down there and pretend--" (Luce) "No pretending." Bill shook his head. "Own it. Own that cleavage, girl, you know you want to.

I can resist you or flee from you or try my hardest not to respond to you, but it makes no difference. You fall in love with me, and I with you". Daniel to Luce Page 352