she had something I could not have, and so I resented her—but I realized the fault was mine and not hers.

I have changed for the last time--this is the man I will be till I die. And that man loves you.

Your wedding completely changes the direction of your life, you know, no matter how greatly you desire it. I think that moment of doubt and faintness comes from all those imagined and now impossible futures all pressing in on you at once. It is your last chance to experience them, you see, and they all want to be lived at that moment.

She smiled, if he could see that, and waited for him to ask the real question. But he was silent. He wanted her to volunteer the story, she realized, and she could just as easily choose to say nothing. But he deserved to know. They all deserved it, and Kirra already knew it, and Cammon may have guessed it, because Cammon could read souls, but Tayse was the only one she would tell.

Manufactured--synthetic--even virtual, if that is what you turned out to be--I would love you.

I was Amazement--I was Desire--I was Ecstasy and Rapture and the slightest bit of Greed.

She shouldn't leave you. Or you shouldn't leave her. I haven't worked it out yet. But you shouldn't be apart.