This wind is mystical yet tame, and it sings to me.

Nothing will be resolved here. Nothing is ever resolved without war. It is the way of the universe.

Isabel sends her brother a look that could boil him in oil if she had that particular paranormal talent. A thought hits me: maybe she has. It will be fun to find out.

Grief and passion make a volatile mix.

The price for Jarrod's freedom is to be my imprisonment.

I push throughthe wind to the north-facing window and stand before it. 'I will bring her back!' I shout into the darkness. I do this because I know Rhauk will be listening.

Blood trickles from my throat, on to Kate's white nightgown. She screams at the sight. 'Jarrod, you're bleeding!' 'I'm all right, don't struggle I won't let it get to you.

Not to know what happened before you were born is always to remain a child. For what is a man’s life if it is not linked with the life of future generations by memories of the past?

Darkness at Blacklands is scary.

I won't show weakness here, but, damn it, tears don't mean I'm frail and pathetic, only that I'm unhappy.

Her eyes are liquid and draining out of her.

One of the liabilities of being a deep thinker, Wyatt mused, was that it left him vulnerable to existential crises.

In a discreet man's mouth, a public thing is private.

Those who are unaware they are walking in darkness will never seek the light.

Shiny musical instruments wailed, their mouths open like lilies.

Many rogue sites exist to make a profit and others are enormously expensive to maintain. If they don't have the resources to continue stealing intellectual property, they'll wither away.

I can't wait to have kids one day. I want to have kids and a farm with lots of animals on a lake.

Poetry is what happens when an anxiety meets a technique.

The philistine provides the best definition of art. Anything that makes him rage is first class.

This is one of the cruelties of the theatre of life; we all think of ourselves as stars and rarely recognize it when we are indeed mere supporting characters or even supernumeraries.

I've read about eight or ten of the original novels, and one of them is where Maigret's in bed for the entire story! His wife is running around and solving the case!