Your life might be easier if you were. A fool for love is happier than a Dog with a heart that's all leather.

Lord Raoul asked me to tell you that if you get yourself killed, he will never speak to you again.

You aren't a bit romantic, are you?" he asked, amused. She sat back and stared at him. She was beginning to think that Neal required a keeper. He seemed to have the craziest ideas. "Romance? Isn't that love stuff?" She asked finally. "It's more than just love. It's color, and-and fire. You don't want things magnificent and filled with-with grandeur," he said, trying to make her understand. "You know, drama. Importance. Transcendent Passion." "I just want to be a knight," Kel retorted, putting her used tableware on her tray. "Eat your vegetables. They're good for you.

That's all this job is, Daine," she explained. "Trying to please everyone and pleasing no one. And it will only get worse, not better.

A friend had commented once that Neal had a gift for making someone want to punch him just for saying hello.

Don't call me 'gentleman'. I work for a livin'.

Sweetheart, never listen to what my enemies say. They're very confused people. I know they are because I've spent years making them that way.