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“Hmm?' I looked away, flustered automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. 'What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could you ever use more that five words? All this grunting and minced words make you come across-- primal.'
His smile tipped higher. 'Primal.'
'You're impossible.'
'Me Jev, you Nora.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“Well, my dear, take heart. Some day, I will kiss you and you will like it. But not now, so I beg you not to be too impatient.”
― Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind

“You're a psychopath."
"I prefer creative.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“How did you get in?"

"I move in mysterious ways."

"God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightning-here one moment, gone the next.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence