"But you love me." 
 "Yeah, I do. I probably always will. But maybe that's not enough. I have to move on. We can't do this. I think maybe... I don't know. I think something good could happen with me and Maddie. In some ways, she's like you, only--" 
 "Only what?" 
 "Only...more human." 
 And that was it. All the anger and sorrow vanished. There was nothing in me. Nothing at all. I was empty. 
 "Get out." 
 Seth Mortensen gave us a whole new definition of the word tactful. 
 I could talk about the plot, about the characters, about the writing, but saying that those were the things that struck me would be a lie. 
 I'm so shocked upset pissed off by Seth's speech that nothing useful - or coherent - comes to my mind. 
 Except, maybe, that Richelle has the wonderful - yet infuriating - ability to create worlds whose rules I intensely hate - as in, angels can't love a particular person because their love is all and only for God. Which is kind of logical, but it still upsets me. 
 Also, I think Dante is going to be an interesting character and I can't wait to see more of him in the next books.