It was not accustomed to being summoned.

I think when magic is dark enough, it can look like anything it wants.

Father Gregory laid a hand on his shoulder. "Sometimes life knocks us to our knees." His hand tightened briefly. "But that's a damn good position to pray from.

Go do your thing, magic girl.

Bez blew out a breath and leaned heavily against the bar. "Honestly, D, you're better off busting your subversive cherry with something else. A nice werewolf killing. A vampire blood drive.

Ain't good to talk too much about infernal affairs if you can avoid it. Tends to make certain things stand up and pay attention.

Wrong. This was wrong. A list of words raced through his head. Apostate, heretic, pagan.Witch.

A chaotic mix of emotions churned inside him. Relief. Anger. Longing. She was the last person in the world he wanted to see. She was the only person in the world he wanted to see.

Gratitude is like the stem of the flower

Do you get the anger that is out here?

Forgiveness is a stunning principle, your ticket out of hate and fear and chaos.

Will you give the girl to me?" she said. "Will you let me try?" He nodded, dizzy with relief. "Please, Willo. Please. Save her. It doesn't matter...what happens to me.

I read books and talked to people. I mean that's kind of how one learns anything. There's lots of great books out there & lots of smart people.

Everyone and everything is in some degree or other our teacher.

I could not possibly count the gold-digging ruses of women, Not if I had ten mouths, not if I had ten tongues.

I wish I could sing or play an instrument.

I've been called one of the hardest bargainers who ever held out, and I'm proud of it.