'You cannot thrive under the wrong stars, Kricket… the stars here are in opposition to you… can‘t you feel it?… Let us take you home.'

'My wings punch violently from me, tearing a hole in my day dress. They spread wide, like a red stain beyond my pale skin.'

'Dying in your arms sounds like bliss to me.'

'My only hope for survival lies in the knowledge that you are somewhere in this world, under the same sky, the same sun, the same stars.'

'Reed lifts his lips from mine, and looking into my eyes, he murmurs, “I want those thousand years with you, Evie, you have no idea how much I want them. I want a thousand years, and then I want a hundred thousand more.'