Quotes from Elizabeth Bear

Worthy or not, despised or adored, she was his and he was hers.

Her hand on his arm was like a mooring rope, a promise of harbor.

If I don't report on time, the biometrics wired into my central nervous system will explode, and that'll be it for me, you, and this lovely piece of functional archaeology.

You know," he said, "every time a vampire says he doesn't believe in lycanthropes, a werewolf bursts into flames.