Do we have to confess our loves to everyone?" asked Thorne softly. "Can we not keep some secrets?

“Mortal beauty often makes me ache, and mortal grandeur can fill me with that lo…”

“As if the night had said to me, ‘You are the night and the night alone understa…”

“I stumble through a carnival of horrors”

“Goodnight sweet prince, may flights of devils wing you to your rest.”