Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable.

Having an eye for beauty isn't the same thing as a weakness...except possibly when it comes to you.

Either you came in here a swimmer or you'd better be a really fast learner

The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I'm the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying.

An ability to look into the confusing mess of life and see things for what they are.

Want a sugar cube?" he asks in his old seductive voice.

We follow instructions to my destination, a chamber for my preparation.