He Flushed, The Colour Dark Against His

I've Met An Attractive Weasel Or Two In My Time. He Looks More Like A Rat." -pg.170-

When You Find A Man You Wish To Marry, Tessa, Remember This: You Will Know What Kind Of Man He Is Not By The Things He Says, But By The Things He Does.

Humans Were So Stupid. They Had Something So Precious, And They Barely Safeguarded It At All. They Threw Away Their Lives For Money, For Packets Of Powder, For A Stranger's Charming Smile.

There’s More To Honesty Than … Than An Arrangement Of Words. They Say Faeries Can’t Lie, But You Lie In Your Intentions, Your Attitude, Your Demeanor —

He'd Felt Like A Jack-o-lantern For The Past Few Days, As If His Guts Had Been Yanked Out With A Fork And Dumped In A Heap While A Grinning Smile Stayed Plastered On His Face.