I get to live forever," he repeated. Luce was still lost, but he kept talking, a stream of words pouring out of his mouth. "I get to live, and to watch babies being born, and grow up, and fall in love. I watch them have babies of their own and grow old. I watch them die. I am condemned, Luce, to watch it all over again and again. Everyone but you." His eyes were glassy. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You don't get to fall in love--" "But...," she whispered back. "I've...fallen in love.

Even Lucifer looked impressed. He muttered, "Only Lucinda could pull that off.

People are here because they've got baggage. I'm talking curbside-check-in, pay-the-fine-'cause-it's-over-fifty-pounds kind of baggage. Get it?

When one lover suffered from a broken heart, no matter how badly the other wanted to help, she couldn't be the one to heal it.

I cannot love a soul so dark it eats up others' light

Trust is a careless pursuit at best. At worst, it's a good way to get yourself killed.

Callie always said Luce was incapable of brutal honesty and that was why she got herself stuck in so many crappy situations with guys whom she should have just told no.