Life is but a fine wine to be sipped and favored.

I'm so sorry, Henri," I whisper in his ear. I close my eyes. "I love you. I wouldn't have missed a second of it, either. Not for anything," I whisper. "I'm going to take you back yet. Somehow I am going to get you back to Lorien. We always joked about it but you were my father, the best father I could have ever asked for. I'll never forget you, not for a minute for as long as I live. I love you, Henri. I always did.

There are rules for hiding in plain sight. The first rule, or at least the one that Sandor repeats most often, is “Don’t be stupid.” I’m about to break that rule by taking off my pants.

Maybe the only good thing about death is that you never have to relive it. You never have to remember the pain.

It's the little mistakes that lead to big mistakes.

He says we need to live in the real world, where war and death are a reality, not pretend.

I've been waiting a long to to meet you