Dimitri seemed like the kind of guy you could throw into the wilderness and he would survive off anything.

I looked him in the eye. “I will always love you.” Then I plunged the stake into his chest.

Oh God. She probably thinks we were off doing—you know—romantic type, um, things—

Sunshine had never tasted so sweet as it did at that moment.

Too bad you got so bogged down in books. You've got the spirit of a warrior.

Bringing children into it was just low, I decided. At least heʹd left puppies out.

You know, I might miss some of your witticisms when you’re gone, but one thing I won’t miss? Your overwhelming sense of melodrama and despair. It’s too much even for me.