Rose, do you think I'd do anything that would hurt you.- Dimitri to Rose

My death will not be penciled on someone's calendar.

I don't think most people take honest well. They prefer the games. They want to believe the pretty lies.

I've heard a lot about you, Rose. Don't worry. It was all good." "No, it wasn't.

That memory made a lump form in my throat as I remembered his face, serious and gorgeous, those brown eyes intense and passionate as he spoke up for me and convinced the others of my value.

What?" I asked uneasily. "Why are you looking at me like that?" He shook his head, the smile rueful now. "Because sometimes, a person can get so caught up in the details that they miss the whole. It's not just the dress or the hair. It's YOU. You're beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me.

Georgina," He murmured, pulling me closer. "You are the world.