“In a platonic and boring fashion, is it all right if I share your fire until me clothes dry out? I have a feeling if I fall asleep damp I'll wake up with some horrid Victorian disease.” — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
Dean flashed me a smile that promised rule-breaking and breathlessness. — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
“Sometimes, there was no getting over it. Sometimes, you lived with the empty place inside of you until you imploded on it, loss as… — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
“Working with civilians, like this was that TV show about the wizard with the talking skull and the twatty name.” — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
“is about as useful as a rubber gun loaded with Jell-O bullets,” — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
“It wasn't even a dream, because dreams come from a person's brain and I knew deep down that this one came directly from my… — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
“Hell, Cal. You're a monster that mothers threaten their children with and you're still as touchy as an ugly girl in a pretty dress.” — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
Crows don’t take from you,” Dean said. “They give your soul wings. — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
He's no kind of gentleman. That's all right. I'm no kind of lady. — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
“Now the Night Bridge has seen you, too, and if you turned back, it could keep your soul forever.” — Caitlin Kittredge Copy Share Image
