“I know an excuse when I hear one. Don't you dare deceive yourself into believing that you're the victim, Derek Novak.”
Source: A Shade of Vampire
“Bulgaria, I reflected as I walked back to the hotel, isn’t a country; it’s a near-death experience.”
Source: Neither here nor there: travels in Europe
“Love, and trust. The things that make us human. They could have been mine, if only I could have leapt. If only we could have leapt.”
Source: Their Fractured Light
“My throat closes up then, and we’re both silent, with only the rain on the roof to break up the quiet. I study the girl I knew, another casualty of this fight, wondering how the wounds of it will mark her.
“Clear skies, Sof.” It’s all I have left to say.
“Clear skies,” she whispers. “I hope you find what you’re looking for.”
Source: This Shattered World
“We have nothing left. Orphans. Castaways." She turns to me. "Childless. That is what we are. The unwanted or the un-killed. We
are together only by the wrongs done to us. There is no-one else to worry about us, to fear for our safety, or to give us comfort.”
Source: No Good Deed
“Daniel noticed that Sofia glared hungrily at the remains of the fruit as Enniel replaced it on the altar. She looked as if she might rise up, throw herself across the temple, and gorge herself on the sticky fragments.”
Source: Scenting Hallowed Blood
“Look at me, mo chreach. It’s just us. It’s just you and me.”
Source: Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Oh, Enniel, face reality. Shemyaza is no ordinary being. What would burn you or I might simply be the beat of a lover’s body to him.”
Source: Scenting Hallowed Blood
“Sofia visualised shining strings emanating from each of her fingers and connected with the souls of her puppets. All she had to do to get them to perform was to lift a finger and tweak a string.”
Source: Scenting Hallowed Blood
“Charlie Black: Fourierism was tried in the late nineteenth century… and it failed. Wasn’t Brook Farm Fourierist? It failed.
Tom Townsend: That’s debatable.
Charlie Black: Whether Brook Farm failed?
Tom Townsend: That it ceased to exist, I’ll grant you, but whether or not it failed cannot be definitively said.
Charlie Black: Well, for me, ceasing to exist is — is failure. I mean, that’s pretty definitive.
Tom Townsend: Well, everyone ceases to exist. Doesn’t mean everyone’s a failure.”
Source: Barcelona and Metropolitan: Tales of Two Cities