She is a rose, Jest. Lovely on the eyes, yes, but such thorns are not to be ignored.

You have my heart, Jest. I don't know if you deserve it or not. I can't tell if you're a hero or a villain, but it doesn't seem to matter. Either way, my heart is yours.

Hello again,’ she said, shivering in the night air.‘Good eve, fair lady, your forgiveness we implore, to come so brashly tapping, tapping at your chamber door.’‘Oh, well, this isn’t exactly my chamber door. More like a window, actually.’The Raven bobbed his head. ‘I made some alterations for the sake of the rhyme.’‘I see. Well – good evening, fair Raven, my forgiveness I bestow, for this uncanny meeting outside of my window.’A boisterous laugh startled Catherine, sending her heart into her throat.

Some say it is better to have eaten and lost than never to have eaten at all.

Impossible is my specialty."

-Marissa Meyer, Heartless

Impossible is my specialty.