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“Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much.”
― Oscar Wilde

“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.”
― Oscar Wilde, The Happy Prince and Other Stories

“I have not failed. I've just found 10,000 ways that won't work.”
― Thomas A. Edison

“Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.”
― Neil Gaiman, The Sandman, Vol. 9: The Kindly Ones

“Anyone who thinks sitting in church can make you a Christian must also think that sitting in a garage can make you a car.”
― Garrison Keillor

“Have you fallen in love with the wrong person yet?'
Jace said, "Unfortunately, Lady of the Haven, my one true love remains myself."
..."At least," she said, "you don't have to worry about rejection, Jace Wayland."
"Not necessarily. I turn myself down occasionally, just to keep it interesting.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Is this the part where you start tearing off strips of your shirt to bind my wounds?"
"If you wanted me to rip my clothes off, you should have just asked.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Damien had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep from laughing. “Surely, I don’t look like that.” “It’s close,” she warned, features relaxing. “You have resting villain face.” “I am a villain.” And then Amma, the girl he had abducted, dragged across the realm, and threatened to murder, actually rolled her eyes at him.”
― A.K. Caggiano, Throne in the Dark

“Did you hear that?” Amma’s sharp whisper cut into Damien’s mind as it began to drift into sleep. He groaned. “You mean that terrifying cry that sounded like a woman being gutted?” “Yes!” “No, I didn’t. Go to sleep.”
― A.K. Caggiano, Throne in the Dark

“I’ve never belonged to anyone.  Not in my whole life.”  She swallowed.  “Do you believe me?” “Of course.  How could you possibly belong to anyone else? You’re mine.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“What had he ever done to deserve this kind of misery? …Besides everything he’d ever done.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Queens never make bargains.  Not with assholes.”
“Of course we do.  I make bargains with you all the time.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan wanted to start off on the right nefarious foot, rounding up possible dissenters and renaming public buildings after himself, but his mate wasn’t allowing it.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Oh, this was going to be fun.
“So, what’s he being charged with?”  Marrok asked lazily.  “Because I have some great suggestions.”
The Queen of Clubs waved a dismissive hand.  “We’ll figure that out later.  Knave?  Call the first witness.”
“First witness!”  The Knave of Clubs shouted towards the door.
“I don’t leave witnesses.”  Trevelyan assured them all.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Let’s make another deal.  What can I do to get a ‘yes’ from you?”
“I don’t know.”  She finally murmured.  She seemed calmer. He was winning.  He could tell.  “I guess you could try asking me to marry you.”
Simple enough. 
“Will you marry me, Ez?”
“Nope.”
Trevelyan tipped his head back and groaned.  “Oh for God’s sake…”
“I’m mad at you, because you’re an idiot.  I need time to calm down.”  She headed for the cave entrance, black curls bouncing.  “Ask again later.”
Shit. Compromising was going to take some getting used to.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“My God.”  He whispered, his gaze riveted on her smile.  “I can’t stop him, if you look at me like that.  We like it when you’re happy.” 
The mix of pronouns was working for her.  It was like something uncivilized and otherworldly had her in his/their sights.
“You can’t stop me, at all.”  She backed towards the door. “But give me a thirty second head start.”
“What?”  Trevelyan’s whole body jerked, finally processing what she planned to do.  “No!  Dragons are hunters.  Whatever you do, don’t run.”
Esmeralda took off running.
“Ez!”  It was literally a roar.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Esmeralda wrinkled her nose, realizing what her big transmogrifying spell had actually done. Trevelyan scented the fumes.  “Smog?”  His brow furrowed, piecing it together.  “Log.  Hog.  Grog.  …Smog.”
“But still not a single frog.”  She muttered.
His mouth curved, as he finally recognized what was happening with the rhymes.  Something glinted deep in his eyes.  Some kind of spark.  “Regardless, the army was soundly defeated… as if you’d wielded a flog.”  He offered in false commiseration.
“Oh, shut up.”
“Why, it was a spell worthy of any blog.  Everyone watching was agog!”
“Shut up, Trev.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“I don’t see why you wouldn’t want to tell me everything.”  He complained.  “I’m wonderfully wise.  Instinctively intuitive.  Endlessly empathetic.”
“You just laughed about my brother being taken hostage by an evil queen.”
“It was funny!”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“I’d have to figure out what a wabeberry is first, but yeah.”  She told him.  “I’ve seen every baking documentary there is.  I can probably make some tarts.  Maybe we should try not to enspell them to life, this time, though.”
“No promises, my darling.”
Esmeralda laughed. Trevelyan grinned, his heart beating faster in his chest.  He wasn’t imagining it.  He definitely wasn’t boring her, either.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Esmeralda groaned, knowing William’s end was nigh.  “Trev, don’t.  I can make more ginger-mutants…”
“And those will belong to me, too.”  He interrupted righteously.  It was obvious!”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Esmeralda barely paused in her harangue.  “You don’t have any friends.”  Her voice echoed, shouting to be heard over all the weaponry.  “You said so yourself.”
“I lied.  I do that a lot.  I’m ninety-eight percent evil.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“They are not your family.”  He interrupted, his voice ice cold.
“They are my family.”  She tugged on her shirt.  “And they hate you.  With really compelling reasons.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Once he got his powers back, Trevelyan was putting an impenetrable protection spell on Esmeralda, whether she liked it or not.  At least until he figured out how to control the weather.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“He paused with studious concern.  “Is ‘lower-powered’ the correct term?  Or do you prefer ‘magically disadvantaged?’”
“I prefer ‘Esmeralda, The Majestic and Terrible.’  Thanks for asking.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“You still seem upset.”  Trevelyan mused.  “Do you want to talk about it?  My mother said that you should never go to bed angry.”  He paused with a thoughtful frown.  “But I think she just meant that you should kill all your enemies before bed.  Mother hated procrastination.  …And her enemies.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Of course I’m Bad!”  The witch objected, rightfully insulted by the alternative.  “Do you have any idea how many times I’ve been arrested?” “Being arrested a lot just proves you’re bad at being Bad.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“Trevelyan was evil.  Not just Bad.  Evil. He took real pride in that distinction.  You were born Bad.  You had to decide to be evil.  It took time and energy to build up the requisite skills.  Fortunately, Trevelyan was a hard worker.”
― Cassandra Gannon, Happily Ever Witch

“He just hoped to kill them without his wife noticing.  A stack of dead bodies would be a terrible way to start a honeymoon, when your bride thought you were “kind” and “gentle.”
― Cassandra Gannon, The Kingpin of Camelot