You're late," she said, tapping her watch. "No, you're just early.

A promise, a bond, a joy, a love for the ages, for the history books.…But what was love but pain?

She could not trust herself to hope—but without hope, she realized, she had no reason to go on.

Never trust a shiny surface. They hide a multitude of flaws.

This is not some silly game...This is life and death Angels and demons.

When she reached the shallow end, Kingsley held out his hand and pulled her up, but she lost her step and fell into his arms, her body crushing momentarily against his.

White for light. White for love. White for forever.