Extraits

Flowers need plenty of water to grow. Love, too, needs attention and affection or else it slowly withers away from neglect.

“Perhaps it was time for fathers to teach their sons how to behave around young women. They were not born superior, no matter how society falsely conditioned them. We were all equals here.”

“I will gladly accept any and all books, however. A person can never have too much reading material. Especially on a fall or winter evening. If you’re feeling extra generous, you may include tea. I love a unique blend.”

“The world is vicious.'

Thomas brushed a lock of hair back from my face, his gaze thoughtful. 'The world is neither kind nor is it cruel. It simply exists. We have the ability to view it however we choose.”

"Do you want to know what I think? The Truth?"

"Yes." He gazed unabashedly into my eyes. "Make it scandalous too. This is bit too serious for my tastes."

Lead the way, Wadsworth. I'm simply along for the brute strength and charm.

You've stared fear in its nasty face and made it tremble. You will make it through this, Wasdworth. We will make it through this. That is a fact more tangible than any dream or nightmare. I promised I'd never lie to you. I intend to honor my word.

There's nothing quite like the aroma of a bloaded corpse to get one in the mood for adventure.

“For there are no limits to the stars, their numbers infinite. Which is precisely why I measure my love for you by the stars. An amount too boundless to count.”

“You are not mine to take.” He brushed his lips against mine. Softly, so softly I might have imagined them there. My eyes fluttered shut. He could persuade me to build a steamship to the moon when he kissed me. We could orbit the stars together. “You are yours to give.”