If hearts really could sink, Kaylin's was busily rearranging her internal organs.

Maybe home is something we have to make, and remake, over and over.

I hate being the only mortal in a gathering full of Immortals who think killing each other cleverly is the height of good manners.

Manners,[...] are severly underappreciated in my opinion". "Oh?" Where practiced well, they remove the probability that someone in my position will be forced to go through the effort of killing someone in yours. Belive that on occasion that much death can become tedious.

Trying," he said at last, "is good. It always is. But failing? Everyone fails, one time or another. It's how you deal with failure that counts, in the end. It's the successes that you're known for-but it's the failures make you what you are.

The look he gave her made her turn away for a moment. Sometimes you couldn’t look too closely at another person’s pain.

Not all of our heartless plans work as we intend; nor do all of our good intentions. We are where we are, and we can rarely predict where we will go, no matter how firm our beliefs.