“What's up? I asked.You tell me, he said. You were the one about ready to start making out with Adrian.It was an experiment, I said. It was part of my therapy.What the hell kind of therapy are you in?”
— Richelle Mead“Wait. You think I'm going to die? That's why you slept with me?”
— Richelle Mead“The center hold.” “How do you know?” “Because we are the center.”
— Richelle Mead“He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.”
— Richelle Mead“about her has to do with me.”
— Richelle Mead“I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me.”
— Richelle Mead“But what are loyalty and caring really worth?To me? Everything.”
— Richelle Mead“Takes a lot of tries before you hit perfection. He paused to reconsider that. Well, except for my parents. They got it on the first try. (Adrian)”
— Richelle Mead“Are you sleepwalking?' A voice asked behind me. I was testing dorm security, I said. It sucks.”
— Richelle Mead“Piece of Heaven? No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.”
— Richelle Mead“Sex had been amazing, but it wasn't a magical cure for everything. Damn. Somewhere along the way, I'd picked up common sense.”
— Richelle Mead“You look too pretty to be useful. Truer words were never spoken.”
— Richelle Mead“You did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.”
— Richelle Mead“You used nunchucks on a moose?Wolfe got a haunted look in his eyes. I used all sorts of things on that bastard.”
— Richelle Mead“God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.”
— Richelle Mead“If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you.”
— Richelle Mead