I will never belong to anyone—I will die before I allow that to happen.

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.

The only thing standing between you and your dreams is ... reluctance.

In the morning, people have a plan for that day. Hardworking people think of what they will do during the day, and idle people on what they should do.

Jude had witnessed all of this with the dejected respect one had for people with destructive talents, like winning hamburger-eating contests.

At the dressing table, every woman has a chance to be an artist, and art, as Aristotle said, "completes what nature left unfinished.

We have to believe in free will, we have no other choice.

There is nothing wrong with sobriety in moderation.

Common sense dictates the term hot fudge sundae has a totally different meaning in prison.

I don't think people realizemilie-autumn-devils-carnivale that, once you turn your director's cut in, it's no longer yours.

Humanity is not a church made of stone, in which vault after vault lies open.

A man loved by a beautiful woman will always get out of trouble.