It's a lovely answer and takes me entirely by surprise. I hadn't realized we were having a serious conversation, or I think I would've given a better reply when he asked me.

Do you ever get the feeling that something awful might happen?' James asked me. . . I sat up. 'I'm the awful thing that happens.

Fate," Blue replied, glowering at her mother, "is a very weighty word to throw around before breakfast.

you're like a siren, leading me into dangerous places

The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough. Actually, I know different. And it's still enough.

I am not a huge fan of the one-sided pining romances where the guy is a perfect love-object because we don't see inside his head.

It's like scrying into that weird space. There's so much coming out of him, it shouldn't be possible. Do you remember that woman who came in who was pregnant with quadruplets? It was like that, but worse." "He's pregnant?" Blue asked.