“You've invented your own way of being, and perhaps it might be 'odd' to one who has no idea of the life you've led, but to one who does..." Brayden paused, shrugged. "To one who does, it's...it's...I haven't got a… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“[Malick] didn't move when Fen leaned in again, slowly closed his eyes, slid his hand up to cup Malick's cheek and replaced his fingertips… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Yeah, you're fucked up, baby." He smiled a little and kissed Fen again. "'S part of what I love about you.” — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“And that voice. Malick would never say so, because the circumstance that had wrought it had been...rather terrible, but Fen's rough-raspy voice really did… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Ah, Joori--couldn't live with him, couldn't chop him up for stew.” — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“You've invented your own way of being, and perhaps it might be 'odd' to one who has no idea of the life you've led,… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Have it your way, then. Pretend you don't hear your own voice inside the din. Pretend its not telling you things you don't want… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Caidi to Jacin: "Do you know why I love you?" Jacin: "No." Caidi: "Because you love so big, even when you don't want to.… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Giving his life for another means nothing to him, because he can always have more, but for you, he'll give up his soul.” — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Malick reached up and gently fingered strands of matted chestnut out of Fen's eyes. Almost enspelled.” — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Malick to Jacin: "There is no trade anymore, you're not nothing, you didn't kill Caidi, you're going to be the most beautiful-dangerous Incendiary the… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“He was intensity. He was strength. He was driving will and stubborn determination. He was reckless passion and guarded distrust. He was fucking beautiful .” — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
![“[Malick] didn't move when Fen leaned in again, slowly closed his eyes, slid his hand up to cup Malick's cheek and replaced his fingertips with his lips again--light and sweet and warm, and so...private. Profound, maybe.” quote by Carole Cummings](https://sms4smile.com/quotes/img-quotes/7d0/carole-cummings-29854_eyes-slid_malick-didn-t-move-when-fen-leaned-in-ag_218566.jpg)
