I'm up for it. Whatever it is. As long as it means I'll always be with you.

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

Because love was not the answer to every question. Because real love meant sacrifice. Sometimes love means letting go.

Oliver liked to play the part of disaffected youth, but he liked shopping in SoHo even more.

Kingsley smiled his Cheshire smile. And without a word, he called up the white darkness - the subvertio - a spell that unlocked what could not be unlocked, that destroyed what could not be destroyed. There was a rumbling, a shaking, like the strongest earthquake, and the iron gate crumbled, and the path began to melt. the demon shrieked, but Kingsley just looked at Mimi the entire time. "Azrael...

It was so nice just to live in the moment, to enjoy holding him so closely, to pretend for a little while that they were merely two young people in love and nothing else.

Love. It's so close to hate, it's almost indistinguishable.