He's a pit bull," Adam said. "I know some really nice pit bulls." "He's the kind of pit that makes the evening news. Gansey's trying to restrain him." "How noble.

I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing.

..and me holding this moment that was as fragile as a bird in my hands

Again and Again, however, we know the language of love, and the little churchyard with its lamenting names and the staggeringly secret abyss in which others find their end: again and again the two of us go out under the ancient trees, make our bed again and again between the flowers, face to face with the skies

We dance, we dance. You hold the thread of my soul. You spin, you spin. And you unravel the part from the whole. We laugh, we laugh. I'm so far from where I began. I fall, I fall. And I forget that I am.-from Golden Tongue:The Poems of Steven Slaughter

I folded myself against her body, breathing in the smell of my new life and matching my heartbeat to hers" Sam, Linger

I don't think I ever believed in love, not really. Just though it was something James Bond made up, a long time ago, to get laid.