“That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.”

“My heart cracked. Daemon never begged.”

“Your mail could've waited." Daemon followed me into the kitchen. "What is it? Just books?"Grabbing the OJ from the fridge, I sighed. People who didn't heart books didn't understand.”

“Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together.”

“I frowned as my fingers throbbed. Wait a sec. Theres a chance I cant work with fire and you let me do that?How else am I going to figure out your limitations?What the hell! I pulled my hand free, f...”

“Daemon laughed "I'm only at the service of one person in particular"My cheeks flamed as I scooted my chair over. "You are not servicing me in any way."He leaned in, closing my newly gained distance...”

“Seek a slower, simpler life.”

“There is no such thing as escape after all, only an exchange of one set of difficulties for another. It wasn't Mark or the farm or marriage I was trying to shake loose from but my own imperfect sel...”

“Talking won't change it. But sometimes it was what she wanted most, to tell someone; often, though, she just wanted to escape those horrid feelings, to escape herself, so there was no pain, no fear...”

“That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.”

“I wanted Kat out. Every cell of my being demanded that I protect her, even though I knew she was hella capable of doing so herself, but I wanted her far away from here. Hell, I'd keep her in Bubble...”

“That kind of love should've been able to beat sickness. That kind of love should've conquered anything.”