“Not really hungry.""Shell eat." Pritkin said curtly."I said ""If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation.""I eat plenty.""The same does not apply should I strangle you in und...”

“When good Americans die, they go to Paris,' the ghost said, after taking a drag on a small cigarette.But youre not dead. I suppose the question must be, are you good?”

“Pritkin muttered something that sounded fairly vicious. My clothes are warded! Even if I wished to accede to your demand, it would not work on them.Then strip.I beg your pardon? He sounded almost p...”

“I wasn't entirely sure, but a polite John Pritkin might be a sign of the apocalypse.”

“I felt betrayed and absolutely livid, but my body wasnt smart enough to know it. It had liked the feel of his hands, wanted more of it, wanted it now. It was almost like there were two of me, one w...”

“Not really hungry.""She’ll eat." Pritkin said curtly."I said —""If you starve to death it would damage my professional reputation.""I eat plenty.""The same does not apply should I strangle you in u...”

“But if I'm it, the last of my kind, the last page of human history, like hell I'm going to let the story end this way. I may be the last one, but I am the one still standing. I am the one turning t...”

“I've decided to trust him, but like somebody once said, you can't force yourself to trust. So you put all your doubts in a little box and bury it deep and then try to forget where you buried it. My...”

“That's my name. Not Cassie for Cassandra. Or Cassie for Cassidy. And it's not Cassie for Cassiopeia. Not anymore. I am more than her now.I am all of them, Evan and Ben and Marika and Megan and Sam....”

“Failed relationships can be described as so much wasted make-up.”

“Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good.”

“Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information? Bones asked, getting back to the subject. You to take me, she replied at once. Not gonna happen! I spat, squ...”