I think the most tortured place in hell should be reserved not for traitors, but... for cowards. The weakest, most spineless losers. Because it seems to me that traitors? At least they made a choice. But cowards? They just run around biting their fingernails, totally afraid to do anything. Which is totally worse.

Are you okay?" Daniel whispered, his voice soft, his lips so close to hers. "Yes." She could feel the beating of his wings. "You caught me." "I will always catch you when you fall.

Daniel stretched his arm around her and guided her head toward his shoulder. "Little - known fact about angels: We make excellent pillows.

Now aren't you glad I made you take a bath?" Bill asked. "One less bottle of eau de reekette punching holes in l'ozone.

There is no darkness as dark as a great light corrupted.

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

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.