Silence was never a wrong answer.

That was a weird thought. My straight-up mother being bothered by faeries? Delia was even weirder. I could picture the scene. Faerie: Come away, human. Delia: Why? Faerie: Untold delights and youth forever. Delia: I'm holding out for a better offer. Ta.

I was trying to decide if you still had free will as a wolf. If I was a terrible person for planning to drug my girlfriend and drag her back to my house to keep in the basement.

I never knew there were so many different ways to say good-bye.

- Tears don't become us. - What becomes us? - Action.

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

That," he said, "is so not the point of this conversation.