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"For crissakes, you're the frickin' poster boy for DarkRiver with your 'Gee, shucks, I'm harmless' act."Dorian was used to being ribbed about his looks. With his blond hair and blue eyes, he looked more like a surfer hanging out for the right wave than blooded DarkRiver sentinel."Look who's talking, Miss Bikini Babe 2067."
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"She has enough black eyeliner on to outline a corpse, and her skin's so pale she looks like she's just broken dawn."
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"Himself an ugly man, insignificantof appearance, he prized very highly comeliness in others."
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"Her face is silting up, like a pond; layers are accumulating. Every once in a while, when she can afford the time, she spends a few days at a spa north of the city, drinking vegetable juice and having ultrasound treatments, in search of her original face, the one she knows is under there somewhere; she comes back feeling toned up and virtuous, and hungry."
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"Though Queen Victoria in England had suggested that makeup was impolite, even vanity, Gideon saw it as yet another weapon. It was not so different from magic."
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"There was a photograph of Trout. He was an old man with a full black beard. He looked like a frightened, aging Jesus, whose sentence to crucifixion had been commuted to imprisonment for life."
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"For outward show is a wonderful perverter of the reason."
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"The curve of my waist in a tight fitting summer dress can really make me new friends."
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"Most of us don't notice how great we look until years, even decades later. Not long ago, I was looking at photos of myself at various ages and weights-way before the neckular deterioration began, way before the fanny pack of menopause-and I could see how gorgeous I must have looked to everyone else."
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"All the men's clothes she wore just called attention to how much of a girl she was."
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"For too long, and despite what people told me, I had fallen for what the culture said about beauty, youth, features, heights, weights, hair textures, upper arms."
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"You'll have to be my conscience. He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. "Mine isn't going to grow back."
Conscience
"Was it not worth the loss of a little immortality to have that strange mix of innocence and strength close to him?"
Innocence
"Be gentle with him, Mercy. He's got a heart as big as Texas- he'll die for you without blinking. But he doesn't expect anyone to do the same for him."
Compassion
"Where did you get the control sample?" A flash of dark heat raced through him and he knew himself well enough to identify it as a dose of pure jealousy. "From Tamsyn." A pause, as if she was debating whether to continue. "I know you'd react negatively if I approached a make. You're... possessive." "Sugar, I'm way past possessive." His voice was no longer fully human."
Emotion
"Boyfriend?Her cheeks heated. "Yes."Funny name."What? She frowned. "Ernest is a perfectly nice name."Oh, I thought I heard you call him Ermine."
Humor
"Sentinel meeting tonight, Ria told her. "At Lucas's place. "Time? ..."Seven. Sascha's doing dinner. "God save us all. Sascha had decided she liked cooking. Unfortunately, cooking didn't like her back."
Humor
"You refused to fall in love with anyone else, Dmitri. A whisper with the impact of a gun-shot. "So I had to come back for you . . . husband."
Love
"You're in my every breath and every thought, intertwined so deep inside me that love's not a strong enough word-you have my devotion, your name branded on my soul, my wolf yours to command. A hundred years? It'll never be enough. I want eternity."
Love
"While Dmitri, as the leader of Raphael's Seven, could not accept such a weakness, the mortal he'd once been, the one who had loved a woman with a wide mouth and eyes of slanted brown . . . that man understood what it was to love so deeply it was a kind of beautiful madness."
Passion
"We're all as susceptible to the lure of power."
Power
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