I love you. Never forget that. Never forget...me.

Still amazes me that people spend more time researching a new vehicle than they do the religion they entrust their souls to.

All I ever had before you was nightmares. But now I dream. Because of you.

Yep, ouch. He and apologies didn’t get along.

The present was better. Much, much better. Humans had coffee now. And gelato.

In three strides Reaver was on her, his mouth crushing hers. “No more bullshit,” he said against her lips. “I want you. I think I’ve always wanted you.

When you can't be sure of anything else in this crapped- on world, you have to be sure of yourself.

Wraith held up his hands. "Chill, Gramps. I don't want to sit on your knee or anything.

He was the ultimate experiment in Nature Versus Nurture, and she imagined he must be engaged in a constant battle between what he was and what he wanted to be.

And, ah, who are you? What Horseman, I mean.” Thanatos swung around. “Death.” Cara swallowed. Audibly. “As in, the Grim Reaper?” He snorted. “That poser.

Man who hates cats is insecure, but a man who likes them is one worth keeping. If he can appreciate a cat, he can appreciate a strong, independent woman.

you need power only to do something harmful.otherwise love is enough, compassion is enough.

Living in California adds ten years to a man's life. And those extra ten years I'd like to spend in New York.

I am He who lives, and was dead, and behold, I am alive forevermore. Amen. And I have the keys of Hades and of Death.

The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give better orders from there.

Blessed are they who never read a newspaper, for they shall see Nature, and through her, God.

Ah, music," he said, wiping his eyes. "A magic far beyond all we do here! And now, bedtime. Off you trot!

Darn the wheel of the world! Why must it continually turn over? Where is the reverse gear?

The desire for hope and change is easily understandable. In many ways it's even more dramatic in Europe.

It is a well-known fact that we see the faults in other's works more readily than we do in our own.

No one is so good that he is immune from temptation. We will never be entirely free from it. . . . There is no order so holy, no place so secret where there will be no temptation.