Oh, jeez, please kill that metaphor,...Or kill me. One or the other.

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.

I can't wait to make you the love of my mortal life.

There was nothing mean about his voice. In fact it was almost too nice. Like she was too dim to grasp whatever was so obvious to him. Which made her absolutely furious.

One day, our love will conquer this dark circle. That's worth everything to me

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

some angels are destined to fall