I am not a saint; I am a sinner. I want to sin again and
again and again.

Elisabeth.” The way the Goblin King said my name made my heart flutter. “Will you marry me?” This time, it was a long time before I replied. “Yes,” I said. “Yes, I will.

Through him I could play the music I heard in my soul. I was the violin, he was the bow.

A wanton women is ripened fruit,' Constanze intoned,'begging to be plucked by the Goblin King.

The kiss is sweeter than sin and fiercer than temptation. I am not gentle, I am not kind; I am rough and wild and savage.

A sparrow is beautiful in its own way," Käthe said severely. "Don't force yourself to be a peacock, Liesl. Embrace your sparrow self.