"Happiness. It was the place where passion, with all its dazzle and drumbeat, met something softer: homecoming and safety and pure sunbeam comfort. It was all those things, intertwined with the heat and the thrill, and it was as bright within her as a swallowed star."
"Yearning for love made her feel like a cat that was always twining around ankles, meowing Pet me, pet me, look at me, love me."
"I know it's not easy for you, living this life, but try to remember, always try to remember, you're not the only one with troubles."
"I'm afraid they're in love,"he said, concerned. "They don't want to leave you."He lifted one hand from her waist to gently brush a pair from her neck, where their wings fanned against her jaw. Melancholy, he said, "I know just how they feel."
"It's not like there's a law against flying.""Yes there is. The law of gravity."
"Love is a luxury.""No. Love is an element."An element. Like air to breathe, earth to stand on."