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“I tried to be a better person for her– but it was to impress her, to get her to want me. But when I’m around you, I want to be better because… well, because it feels right. Because I want to. You make me want to become something greater than myself. I want to excel. You inspire me in every act, every word, every glance. I look at you, and you’re like… like light made into flesh. […] You have no clue how beautiful you are or how brightly you shine.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Sage," he said. "What are you wearing?"
I sighed and stared down at the dress. "I know. It's red. Don't start. I'm tired of hearing about it."
"Funny," he said. "I don't think I could ever get tired of looking at it.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Adrian, I'm on a date. Why are you here? On my car?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“You need me? You yell. You want to leave? We go. I'll get you out of here, no matter what.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Too bad you got so bogged down in books. You've got the spirit of a warrior.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“I wanted someone a little more approachable," I explained.
"What, like Captain McTropicalShorts back there? Where on earth did you find him anyway?"
"Just did an Internet search." Feeling a need to defend my research, I added, "He comes highly recommended."
"By who? Long John Silver?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Sydney, this is the kind of shirt that says, ‘You’re never getting in here.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“We all screw up. Everyone makes mistakes. That’s what she did. It was bad judgment, that’s all. You don’t cut off the people you love for mistakes like that.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“I felt the need to clarify we were there for the self defense class, in case he also taught about dog breeding or riding the high seas.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“You were totally unprepared for her.”
“That's for damned sure.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“So far I’m not seeing a lot of difference between me and a carnival con-man.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Sorry, Ms. Terwilliger. I'm flattered that you think I'm such an upstanding person, but I'm already caught up in one epic battle of good versus evil. I don't need another.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Besides, when not hard at work with this research, I'm actually conducting a side experiment on how cigarettes and gin increase charisma. As you might guess, the results are looking very promising.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Because it's one of those things I never expected in my lifetime," he told me. "Like a comet. Or world peace. I'm just used to you being single."
For some reason, that bothered me. "What, you don't think any guy would ever be interested in me?"
Actually," said Adrian, sounding remarkably serious, "I can imagine lots of guys being interested in you.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“I'm not really qualified to install a security system," said Dimitri.
"Really? There's something you can't do?" Adrian's voice was so soft that I could barely hear him, and he was sitting right next to me.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“It'd be nice to have someone who understood some of the things that went on in my head.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“I’m sorry ma’am,” I said. Really, I had no idea what else to say. I’d spent the weekend caught up in an epic battle to save humanity, and now… jean shorts?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“My mind... It's who I am. I think I'd rather suffer any other injury in the world than have my mind tampered with.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Thanks. And I’ll give Brayden a talking-to so he doesn’t try anything on Thursday.”
My mind was still full of Latin and Shakespeare. “Try what?”
Trey shook his head. “Honestly, Melbourne, I don’t know Trey shook his head. “Honestly, Melbourne, I don’t know how you’ve survived this long in the world without me.”
“Oh,” I said, blushing. “That.” Great. Now I had something else to worry about.
Trey scoffed. “Between you and me, Brayden’s probably the last guy in the world you have to worry about. I think he’s as clueless as you are. If I didn’t care about your virtue so much, I’d actualy probably give him a lecture on how to try something.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“It is terrifying,” said Adrian. “And weird, for lack of a better word. And part of you knows… well, part of you knows something’s not right. That your thinking’s not right. But what do you about that? All we can go on is what we think, how we see the world. If you can’t trust your own mind, what can you trust? What other people tell you?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“There was no "me" in Alchemy. Well, phonetically there was, but that wasn't the point.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“The door opened, and we were met by a fifty-something man with a grizzled blond beard. He was wearing Bermuda shorts and a Lynyrd Skynyrd T-shirt. Also, he had an eye patch. "This is incredible," I heard Adrian murmur. "Beyond my wildest dreams.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Okay. But I'm just going to be out there - having a tea party with her cats or whatever it is she has in mind. You need me? You yell. You want to leave? We go. I'll get you out of here, no matter what.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Your boyfriend and Micah will both be speechless."
I unfastened my seatbelt. "That's the third time I've heard 'your boyfriend.' What's going on about that? Why won't anyone say Brayden's name?"
Neither of them answered right away. Finally, Jill said sheepishly, "Because none of us can remember it."
"Oh, come on! I'd expect that from Adrian but not you guys. It's not that weird of a name."
"No," admitted Eddie. "But there's just something so...I don't know. Unmemorable about him. I'm glad he makes you happy, but I just start to tune out whenever he talks.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Considering Adrian had once gotten bored while reading while reading a particularly long menu, I had a hard time imagining he'd read the Hugo book in any language.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“Wasn’t that kind of the basis of passion? I didn’t know that either. The only thing I knew for sure was that this kiss had been a lot like the last one. Nice, but it didn’t blow me away. My heart sank. There was something wrong with me. Everyone was always going on about how socially inept I was. Did it extend to romance as well? Was I so cold that I’d spend my life never feeling anything?”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“But what are loyalty and caring really worth?"
"To me? Everything.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“I sat there for several moments, trying to decide how best I should respond. None of the advice I'd gotten from the books or my friends really prepared me for how to handle discussions about alternative energy sources. One of the books - one I'd chosen not to finish - had a decidedly male-centric view that said women should always make men feel important on dates. I suspected that Kristin and Julia's advice right now would have been to laugh and toss my hair - and not let the discussion progress.

But I just couldn't do that.

"You're wrong," I said.”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“You shook his hand?" Adrian asked incredulously
…
“With all that red-hot passion, it’s a wonder you guys can stay away from each other”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

“What's purple mean?"
Adrian put his hand on the door. "Gotta go, Sage. Dont want to keep Dorothy waiting”
― Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily