Had pretended to be Abbadon of the Dark, when always he had been working for the Light.

Maybe she'd been drinking too much of the super-sweet Mexican Coca-Cola they had down here. Or maybe she was just tired, alone, and far from home. Because somewhere in the brittle, concrete center of Azrael's dark heart, something was melting.

If you think we'll get in, we'll get in. It's all about confidence, trust me.

A mind is like a puzzle; you must unlock it to read its hidden secrets.

When their lips met, and their tongues touched, it was like they were kissing in a hundred different places, and her senses were flooded with new sensations and old memoires. He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.

Bonds are like rules, they're meant to be broken.

You made a sacrifice. And heaven rewarded you.