"Her [Lusa] decision and all the rest of her days would turn not on the moment when she understood that Cole was dead, but on an earlier time at the same window when she'd received his wordless message by scent across the field." Chap. 2, Moth Love, p. 48

"She [Deanna] needed to listen to this: prodigal summer, the season of extravagant procreation. It could wear out everything in its path with its passionate excesses, but nothing alive with wings or a hear or a seed curled into itself in the ground could resist welcoming it back when it came." Chap. 4, Predators, p. 51

"If the thought caused him [Garnett] sadness - that he would never again know the comfort of human touch - he sensed it was merely a tributary to the lake of grief through which an old man must swim at the end of his days."
Chap. 9, Old...