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21 " What is your agenda, Don Sebastien? What is it you want of me? Of New Amsterdam? "
― Elizabeth Bear , New Amsterdam (New Amsterdam, #1)
22 " He’ll come back to you,” David said. “Haven’t you noticed we all do? "
23 " Shirtsleeved, a pale ghost in the darkness, he bent over the bed to kiss her. She tasted the harsh iron of blood on his tongue. "
24 " He ducked his head and kissed the tattoo of a sorcerer, nestled just between her breasts. "
25 " It was perfectly possible to love someone objectly when you could barely stand to be in the room with them. Of all the mysteries of life, Sebastien thought, that one might be the greatest. "
26 " Sebastien gasped first at pain like flame, then pleasure, and somehow scraped his hand through the narrow space between David’s back and the lid so he could knot his fingers into David’s hair. He bit his lip, and did not cry out, while they rode in the lumpy coffin. "
27 " His own blood could not chill, but it might as well have, from the prickling sensation that crept along his arms. "
28 " The wand carried a spell that paralyzed the target in a kind of stasis, a forensic sorcerer’s tool of arrest and self-defense. Sebastien had always presumed, with-he now understood-inadequate evidence-that it left the target insensible.He wished it so now. "
29 " Abby Irene ran both hands through her hair, strands pulling between the fingers, the insides of her wrist pale as skimmed milk and veined with blue. "
30 " What’s the symbolic association between a beast killed by a silver bullet and the moon? "
31 " The candle on the nightstand ascended into the air and was joined and circled by others that materialized out of the darkness. A vast, lumpy darkness, clawing with enormous hands like annealed black clots of wax, a ring of candles blazing on the gnarled stump that might have been its hands. "
32 " I don’t need you to give me a life, you old fool. Or haven’t you noticed that I’ve got my own? "
33 " She leaned into the embrace for a long, quiet moment, listening to the pounding of his heart. "
34 " Cat eyed wampyr, and often a brief battle of wills the wampyr stood, surrendering the chair. "
35 " Sebastien, who is Mr. Priest?”“An emancipated and quite capable young man,” he said. “Anything else, he should tell you himself. "
36 " One cannot love dust. One might as well put the hook in one’s heart oneself. "
37 " She swallowed uncomfortable dryness at the unprecedented endearment, trying not to remember he’d been as affectionate to Mr. Priest when she was not meant to overhear. "
38 " She had long since stopped finding it ironic or eerie that the city at large paid no attention to a murder, whether the victim was a prominent citizen or a guttersnipe. "
39 " I took an oath. If it is not inviolable, then I am useless. If I am not inviolate, the magic is not inviolate. "
40 " Don Sebastien was beside her as silently as a cat in his patent-leather boots, dabs of mud marring their mirror shine. "