Last time I saw you, I said that it hurt too much to love you. But I was wrong about that. The truth is it hurts too much not to love you.

If I can't have my own mate and my own children, then I can at least have my own kingdom.

No, Kramisha, he's not black. He's a killer bird with evil for his Daddy.

They done Wrong Like ink from a busted pen Thrown away 'cause of someone else Used up But he come back Dressed in night Fine as a king With his queen The wrong Made right So right.

Aye, wumman, if it's truly romantic, then it must be Scottish.

I still didn't look at him. I was afraid if I did that, I would turn around, run back to him, and hurl myself into his arms.

There were worse things than dying, and those worse things happened to the people you left behind.