Pride goeth before the fall....but you've already fallen, haven't you?

They've been stealing mortals away for centuries, but they can't have you.

How was I to know? ... You didn't say anything.""I said lots of things," he corrected gently. "You just didn't hear them.

Good night, Seth." "So you're running again, then?" One of his boots thudded on the floor. "I'm not running." The other boot hit the floor. "Really?" "Really. It's just—" She stopped; she didn't have anything that would finish that sentence and be honest. "Maybe you should slow down, so I can catch you." He paused, waiting.

Loving someone meant letting them be who they were, not caging them

You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.

The world is too fascinating to limit yourself to one path or one sort of people.