You couldn't be romantic if your life depended on it." "You know what's lucky? Most bad guys don't ask you to be romantic on command, so that probably won't matter.

— Rachel Caine

You'd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldn't do for love. Myrnin.

— Rachel Caine

You humans, always eating. I'll make you soup. You can eat it while you keep working." Morning set aside his book and walked into the back of the lab." Don't use the same beaker you used for poisons!" Claire yelled after him. He waved a pale hand. "I mean it!

— Rachel Caine

You know," I said to Michael, "my girlfriend took him down with a broken tree branch." "Too bad she isn't here," he said.

— Rachel Caine

You know,' Shane said twenty minutes later, 'I'd feel a lot better about the two of us if you didn't think I was the go-to guy for breaking and entering.' She felt a flash of guilt about the breaking-and-entering part -but she had called him-just before her heart did a funny little painful flip, and she heard him say again in her head THE TWO OF US.

— Rachel Caine

You know what we call pedestrians in Loganville? Mobile blood banks.

— Rachel Caine

You're dead," I repeated. "So why are you in my dream?" He raised the bill of his olive drab ball cap with one finger. " Good question. Morbid, isn't it?"" What?"" Dreaming about dead people. Creepy. You ever see a therapist about that?"" I'm not -" Even in dreams, I couldn't win an argument. Even when he was dead.

— Rachel Caine

You're just Little Miss Optimist, aren't you? Do you come with accessories, like a glass half full and lemons to make into lemonade, too?

— Rachel Caine

You're kidding, right?" Shane asked. "You don't need caffeine. You need sleep." He held out the last cup, and Claire realized she'd been wrong; there was someone else in the shadows. Deeper in the shadows even than Oliver had been. Myrnin. He looked completely different to her now, and not just because he wasn't crazy anymore. He'd remembered how to dress himself, for one thing; gone were the costume coats and Mardi Gras beads and flip-flops. Furthermore, he had on a gray knit shirt, black pants, and a jacket that looked a bit out of period, but not as much as before. All clean. He even had shoes on." Yes, you must sleep," he agreed, as he accepted the cup and tried the coffee. "I've gone to far too much trouble to train up another apprentice at this late date. We have work to do, Claire. Good, hard work. Some of it may even earn you accolades, once you leave Loganville." She smiled slowly. "You'll never let me leave." Myrnin's dark eyes fixed on hers. "Maybe I will," he said. "But you must give me at least a few more years, my friend. I have a great deal to learn from you, and I am a very slow learner.

— Rachel Caine

You're kidding," Shane said. "Do you think I want to visit Crazy Teeth in his lair of insanity?"" No," Claire said, "but I'm pretty sure you won't like it if I go alone when I just kind of promised to be with you. So...?"" Right. I've been missing Nutty Chang anyway."" Stop making up names for him."" What about Count Dracula?"" Just stop.

— Rachel Caine