“I kissed him. Again. For the first time. His eyes were open, and my eyes were open, and I was drowning in him, drowning in this, and I didn’t want to be saved. I wanted it to close over my head and pull me down until all there was in this world was him.”
“In any kind, in any form, in any way, the most precious thing to receive or give is a kiss.”
“Is your pride really so wounded that you would kill me over a kiss?”
“I just want to kiss him, ' Evangeline said softly. 'And... I don't want to die.”
“I wonder how long he's wanted this. I wonder how long I've wanted it.”