“Chris is a little ashamed of having once fallen for him: it makes him sad how everything changes, how ruthless the heart can be.”

“Theres always people looking the other way when the miracles take place, people who want only a good nights sleep when the stars are dancing, comets falling, the angels leaning low out of midnight ...”

“You get exactly what you want, Anatoles always suspected, only when you get it its no longer what you want, you need something else.”

“Thats the way Chris lives, warning everyone who gets close of the lightning that may strike. Never touch anything, never make a mark. But Anatole cant live that way. The worlds too lonely a place: ...”

“There’s always people looking the other way when the miracles take place, people who want only a good night’s sleep when the stars are dancing, comets falling, the angels leaning low out of midnigh...”

“It is Halloween,” he explains coyly. “I wanted to come out as something beautiful. None of this witch stuff for me. My God, don’t we spend our whole life as witches?”

“As a kid, she'd always loved Halloween. A magic night. A night when anything could happen. Monsters could be real. Magic could whisper in the air.”

“It isnt always true that a critical end justifies desperate means.”

“I squinted at the western sky behind Thaddeus, a blood-red smear melting into blackness. Twisting my neck, I glanced the opposite direction. My teeth clenched at a magnified, round moon nearly as s...”

“And oh, how she pitched herself into things. She would draw pictures all day long for weeks on end, then throw out the pencils and never draw another thing. Then it was embroidery with her, she had...”

“I knew the woodsy fragrance that accompanied Reed was his natural scent. It was one of the many things that made him hard to resist.”

“My whole world started to tilt. I could feel it, sliding ever so slightly off center.”