I Need You,ʺ Said Lissa. ʺi Hear

There Were Drinks And Food In Full Force, And Some Moroi Guy Had A Guitar Out And Was Trying To Impress Girls With His Musical Skills—which Were Nonexistent. In Fact, His Music Was So Awful That He Might Have Discovered A New Way To Kill Strigoi.

No, Thank You," Said Adrian. "these Hands Don't Sully Themselves With Fighting.

You Know, I Might Miss Some Of Your Witticisms When You’re Gone, But One Thing I Won’t Miss? Your Overwhelming Sense Of Melodrama And Despair. It’s Too Much Even For Me.

That Memory Made A Lump Form In My Throat As I Remembered His Face, Serious And Gorgeous, Those Brown Eyes Intense And Passionate As He Spoke Up For Me And Convinced The Others Of My Value.

That's What Humanity Is: A Series Of Successes And Failures, A Testing Of One's Own Nature And Aptitude. Neither The Body Nor The Soul Can Sustain Such A State. Eventually It Consumes A Person