Life is too short for half-hearted connections and meaningless run-throughs.

Three years? That's a thousand tomorrows, ma'am.

Prevarication, how divine! I always did get along better with sinners.

Watch out for púcas as you travel, lad,” Cody said, shaking my hand. “Could be imitating anything out there.”
“Once again,” Tia said as she settled into the seat in front of me, “those are from Irish mythology, you nitwit.

What?" Roland croaked. "That...that's impossible." "I don't think Sara knows that word.

We've both seen bonded couples and how stormy their courtships were in the beginning. If my new cousin is half as stubborn as you, I expect fireworks - and not the good kind.