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“Statues are too much like dolls, and dolls are creepy. You keep expecting them to blink. And the ones that smile, like this?” Eve kept her lips tight together and she curved them up. “You know they’ve got teeth in there. Big, sharp, shiny teeth.”

—Eve

Salvation in Death

Roarke: “You’re not just the center of my world, Eve. You are the whole of it.”

—Roarke

Innocent in Death

Roarke: “You gave me my life. You did,” he insisted when Summerset made a protesting sound. “And I worked - in my fashion - to build this place.I asked you tend it for me. You never let me down. But I needed her.The one thing, the only thing that could make this place home.”
Summerset: “She’s not what I’d have chosen for you.”
Roarke: “Oh.” WIth a half laugh, Roarke bit into a cookie. “That I know.”
Summerset: “But she’s right for you. The one for you.” His smile was slow. “Despite, or maybe due to, her many flaws.”

—Roarke, Summerset

Memory in Death

Roarke: “Darling Eve what you’ve done here means a great deal to me. You, you mean everything to me.”
Eve: “See how you do that. Slick as spit.”

—Eve, Roarke

Witness in Death