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

For once, you're going to hear something that doesn't fit into your neat, compartmentalized world of order and logic and reason.

Don't get caught up in fashion games. These kids probably think we're old, nark conformists or something, but really, they're just conforming in their own ways. They're conforming to nonconformity.

Maybe you're graduating from fireballs to lightning bolts," Adrian suggested. "I bet it'd be a lot like throwing ninja stars. Except, well, you could incinerate people.

None of it seems real. Who knows? Maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s actually happening to someone else. Maybe it’s something I imagined. Maybe soon I’m going to wake up and find everything fixed with Lissa and Dimitri. We’ll all be together, and he’ll be there to smile and hold me and tell me everything ‘s going to be okay. Maybe all of this really has been a dream. But I don’t think so.

Abe glanced at Rose. "You see that?" he said. "Now that's devotion." She rolled her eyes at him.

Sage,” Adrian declared. “These hands don’t do manual labor.