Then he kissed her, not just a brush of lips as she'd done, but a kiss a kiss that scalded her tongue. The tree burst into full blooms. The garden fluttered around her. A riot of flowers shot out of the earth. She was mud-covered as he pulled back.

Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.

I eventually realized that good things wouldnt happen to me if I didnt make the right choices.

Love makes you foolish. It makes you throw every bit of logic away, do stupid things, dangerous things.

She stepped closer to one of the statues. It looked wide-eyed, almost afraid as she reached out her hand. One of the women reached out and snatched Aislinn's still uplifted hand. "No." The women spoke all at once, not to her or to Keenan, but softly-as if to themselves-in a sibilant whisper. "He's ours. Fair exchange. Not yours to interfere.

I didn't drown. I didn't break.

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