Do you need anything before I go? I want you to return my wits, I long to say.

I have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.

When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.

Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts.

People hear and see what they expect to hear and see.

Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours, until Death do us part. Whatever that may mean when consorting with one of Death’s handmaidens.

I cannot tell her I have been moping over a broken heart when I have worked so hard to convince her I have no heart at all.

Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my soul. It is all I can do not to smile at the sheer wonder of it.

Are men truly such idiots that they cannot resist two orbs of flesh?

Why be the sheep when you can be the wolf?

He barks out a laugh. "My little rebel.

Be concerned with pleasing thy Creator.

What if just you and I hung out, like last summer?" Nick sat up and began twirling a lock of my wet hair around his finger. "Josh never needs to know.

We must dare to think unthinkable thoughts.

If you do too much it's going to lose its effectiveness.

I am attracted to the dark side of life!

For me, to be a feminist is to answer the question 'Are women human?' with a yes.

To what do I owe the pleasure?

Where it is a general rule that it is wrong to gratify lovers, this can be attributed to the defects of those who make that rule: the government's lust for rule and the subjects' cowardice.

Wha-what?" Her eyes fluttered open. "Nothing," I shouted. "We're being followed by a slaying machine. Go back to sleep.

You can and must understand computers now.