He knew what it was like to love one who did not--or could not--love you back. But he'd had no choice. None of them did.

Time did not mean anything to those who had too much of it, but it was even more precious once it was limited.

Who knew that the path to a womans heart was through the soul of an honest man?

One should not seek those who do not wish to be found.

Dude you scare me sometimes! You're all vampire superwoman

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable. But this is how it was for the two of them. Love and hate. Life and death. Joy and anguish.

Kingsley did the same, except he also removed his T-shirt, showing off his broad chest, tan and smooth. When had Kingsley had time to work on his tan? Mimi wondered.