But it's not the name I'd give to a conqueror of worlds... I would've gone with Thundro or Ragnor. I might just call him Thundro anyway.

What have you gotten me into?" I hissed at him. "Me? What have you gotten yourself into? Couldn't I have just picked you up at the police station for underage drinking, like most fathers?

You remember our talk about purpose and meaning?" he asked me, the smile disappearing. "Well, I think this might be mine. I think this is what I was meant to do, Georgina.

I was so tired of being told reasonable, practical things whenever something went wrong with my life.

If you wanted to remold people, you had to break them down first.

You’re killing me here, Sage!” “I’m not doing anything.” “Exactly my point.

We can be together, Rose. Soon. We're almost there. And nothing will ever keep us apart.