Men and girls, men and girls: Artificial swine and pearls.

Maybe a long life does have to be filled with many unpleasant conditions if it's to seem long. But in that event, who wants one?" "I do," Dunbar told him. "Why?" Clevinger asked. "What else is there?"

Ruexner chuckled and put away his knife. Gisela kept her eyes on Valten. Even though her bottom lip trembled, she still looked like the bravest woman he had ever seen.

Goodbye. Goodbye. I can't feel you anymore. The night is almost too beautifully pure for my soul to contain. I walk with my arms spread open under the big fat moon. Heroic weeds rise up from the...

Are you insane? she replied. Yes. Jeoff didn't even bat an eye as he admitted it. - Arabella & Jeoff

Yes, he said, taking her hand. And now I think I finally understand that old expression - a sight for sore eyes.

Darius began to walk away, but as if he thought better of it, turned back to face Wharick. He stared into the Gwardian's eyes for a moment and then spoke quietly. If ever a blade comes that close to...

What treaty is it that finally separates those two territories, the hard resolve of our exteriors and the terrible disaster on our insides?

Lara {Raith} was gorgeous, brilliant, and sexier than a Swedish bikini team hiking up a mountain of money.

Put in your pipe, and smoke it

I have no pity for myself either. So let it be Veronal. But I wish Hercule Poirot had never retired from work and come here to grow vegetable marrows.

Now that, my friends, is what we vampires call a good exit.

When Janie looked out of her door she saw the drifting mists gathered in the west - - that cloud field of the sky - - to arm themselves with thunders and march forth against the world. Louder and...

Being dead's a drug', he says, 'you'll get hooked on it.

Oh, darling, I've been so miserable.

"Talking to you is like -- like talking to an eel!" "No, is it? I've never tried to talk to an eel. Isn't it as waste of time?" "Not such a waste of time as talking to you!"

Shining brighter than the snow outside, Aelin lifted her chin and began her final walk home.

She loved attention. It was like a glass of the best champagne—bubbly and intoxicating—and as with champagne, she always wanted more of it. Still, she didn't want to seem like an easy mark. "If...

He spoke her name as though he held cinnamon in his mouth.

I take a long drag on the Malediction like maybe it'll start a tornado and carry me back home like Dorothy.

She was as cute as a washtub.

The Bishop blessed him and helped him to his feet."May God have mercy on you," he said. And erased him from his heart.