Believing in nothing except the truth of Montgomery, who for all his faults was as steady as the sea, as honest as the sun. My eyes watered with unexpected tears, and I kissed him harder, desperately. It wasn't a happy ending.

He was a survivor, like me

She'd loved Mada Vittora once. A twisted, misunderstood love, but even the cruelest forms of love were never lost without heartache.

You know I’d follow you anywhere. Though I fear we’ll both end up damned.

I was afraid that I'd forgotten all the colors of the rainbow, but I know just where I can find them again.

How could a monster love anything but destruction?