“She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.”

“He does not always remain bent over the
pages; he often leans back and closes
his eyes over a line he has been reading
again, and its meaning spreads through
his blood.”

“No chance to speak, she was over me again, clinging like a wet vine, her tongue like a frightened snake's head, searching my mouth.”

“Courtney came over to me and touched my cheek. I winced. It hurt.
You look like hell," Courtney said.
I shrugged.
She looked at Saint Dane, then back at me. "He looks worse." She smiled. "Awesome.”

“When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me. She looked toward the door, saw there was no one, then she sat on the side of the bed and leaned over and kissed me.”

“Dead, cold quiet, until he walked up. He looked at me… he walked past me and then I heard in my head. It said, 'Do it, do it, do it,' over and over again.”

“…she would fall in love with me again, just like she had a long time ago. And that's the most wonderful feeling in the world. How many people are ever given that chance? To have someone you love fall in love with you over and over?”

“How can I explain to anyone that stories are like air to me, I breathe them in and let them out over and over again.”

“She comes back
Through blood by blood
She returns
Cut deep now
Like me
Humanity saves her
Will she save me?”

“She bludgeoned me with a look of such limitless compassion that I immediately began to cry.”