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"Falling in love maybe destiny but be in love its depend on your Honesty."
"Even from the point of view of coquetry, pure and simple," he had told her, "can't you see how much of your attraction you throw away when you stoop to lying?"
"It is better to accept the truth than a temporary lie."
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"Why does IPCA use them if they're evil? he asked, confused.'They aren't evil. They aren't even really immoral, per se. They're amoral. They don't operate on the same level that we do. For a faerie, the only thing that matters is what they want. That's their good. Anything else is superfluous. So like how they kidnap people, not a big deal-they want the person, they take him. Or killing someone. If you live forever, how much does one mortal life matter in the scheme of things? When you exist outside time, cutting off the forty years a person has left is a non-issue. They don't even notice."
"Why must I always be a man's servant?' Lada demanded. 'If anything, I should be partners with the devil, not his servant."
"But there are many ways to be powerful. There is power in stillness. There is power in watching, waiting, saying the right thing at the right time to the right person. There is power in being a woman---oh yes, power in these bodies you gaze upon with derision."
"They're crystal blue, a shade that shouldn't exist on the human body, I shade I immediately crave, a shade that makes my heart beat a little bit faster--almost as if I recognize it. I want to steal it, paint it, throw it into every room I ever decorate. It's the most perfect blue I've ever seen. Even from this distance his eyes are simply remarkable."
"I wash myself clean of guilt, of pain, of fear, of emotion. I am the ocean. I am empty. I am nothing."
"I hate the vamp jobs. They think they're so suave. It's not enough for them to slaughter and eat you like a zombie would. No, they want to be all sexy, too. And trust me: vampires? Not. Sexy."
"A brother, she said, her voice soft.The baby started to cry, a weak, garbled sound that worried the nurse. Lada's scowl deepened. She slapped a dimpled hand over his mouth. The nurse pulled him away quickly, and Lada looked up, face contorted in rage.'Mine! she shouted.It was her first word.The nurse laughed, shocked, and lowered the baby once more. Lada glared at him until he stopped crying. Then, apparently satisfied, she toddled out of the room."
"I chose him. If I chose him, he had to be the right choice. I wouldn't love him if it weren't right."
"I guess I can't blame him for feeling bitter. Going from being the terror of Bulgarian nights to a janitor would kinda suck."
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