“[Malick] didn't move when Fen leaned in again, slowly closed his eyes, slid his hand up to cup Malick's cheek and replaced… — 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… — 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… — Carole Cummings Life 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… — 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… — Carole Cummings Family relationship 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… — Carole Cummings Life 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… — Carole Cummings Anger 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… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“Say that you love me. You don't have to mean it. You can lie. Just say it so I can pretend for… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“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 gods… — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
“There was probably something very wrong with the fact that an exchange of death threats made Malick all warm and fuzzy, but… — Carole Cummings Death Copy Share Image
“Chaste. Intimate. Meaningful, somehow, but Malick couldn't guess at the meaning inside it all. Didn't' want to.” — Carole Cummings Copy Share Image
