I knew little else, but I always knew you.

Tell me what I must slay, what I must steal, tell me the riddle I must solve or the hag I must trick. Only tell me the way, and I will do it, no matter the danger, no matter the hardship, no matter the cost.

You can always count on your family to love you. And to betray you. And then to feel guilty about it.

She tastes like every dark thought I've ever had.

The moment she was cursed, I lost her. Once it wears off- soon- she will be embarrassed to remember things that she said, things she did, things like this. No matter how solid she feels in my arms, she is made of smoke.

Better to leave him with the memory of their being a pair of monsters, wrapped in each other's arms.

Most of all, I hate you because I think of you.

I love my parents' murderer; I suppose I could love anyone.

When you don't know what you're searching for,” he says, “you have to look absolutely everywhere.