What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You’re a dream within a dream. I’m afraid touching you will make me wake up. You’ll disappear.
Dreams, dreams. I walk them; I live them. I delude myself with them. It’s a wonder I can spot reality anymore.
This was the kind of dress that changed the world. The kind of dress that started religions.
I’m backing down now. I really do love you. That’s why I’m doing this.
You’re better than this. Better than whatever it is you’re going to do now.
You’ve always been my equal, Roza.
You managed to get him a duster, but you couldn’t find me a pair of jeans?
Dmitri was at a total loss. It was a common reaction for people when I agreed to do something reasonable.
What about you, Sage? I know we don’t have to worry about you violating the dress code. Did you have fun at your Alchemist spa this weekend?
We all screw up. Everyone makes mistakes. That’s what she did. It was bad judgment, that’s all. You don’t cut off the people you love for mistakes like that.
Adrian’s face was the picture of perfect politeness and restraint, meaning something disastrous was about to happen.
It’s Kahlua, Sage. Packed with sugar and coffee flavor.
Who knows more about male weakness: you or me? Use my knowledge, Sage.
Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember – no matter how ordinary things seem between us – I’m still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will.
He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.
The bond was so strange at times. Jill was jealous on Adrian’s behalf.
Brayden met my eyes. His were hazel, almost like Eddie’s but with a little green. Not as much green as Adrian’s, of course. No one’s eyes were that amazingly green.
Don’t take the high ground and assume you already know what you’ll do. The truth is, when it comes to someone you love, you’ll find there isn’t anything you won’t do.
We’re pieces on a gameboard, Dr. March, and some of us are more powerful than others. You. Me. Her. We’re the ones the gods want. We’re the ones they’re fighting over.
You’ll know her by a crown of stars and flowers, and then when you take her to your bed and claim her, you will swear your loyalty to me.