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“Patrick's entire front torso was covered with gruesome stab wounds. Like he'd been run through again and again with a sharp knife - and it hadn't been an accident.
"Oh, love," I whispered. "What did you do to yourself?"
Hot tears stung my eyes as I began to trace his scars with my fingertips, leaning in to kiss them softly, one by one.
"Sui Caedere," he said. "I couldn't live without you.”
― Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me

“In a different world, in a different life, we'd be together," I whisper. "No kingdoms to rule, no people to save, just you and me and a simple life loving each other."
"But we're in this world. In this life." He presses a kiss to the top of my head, and it feels like goodbye. "So I'll have to save that for my dreams.”
― Lexi Ryan, These Twisted Bonds

“In circumstances this desperate there is only one thing that can console me. I always keep at least three different kinds of Brie in the kitchen for emergency situations.”
― Jonathan Coe, Mr Wilder & Me

“A bedraggled and thoroughly frustrated Catti-brie entered her chambers much later to find her husband dancing with their little girl. Or maybe they were training.
Drizzt did a broad jump. Brie hopped, both feet off the ground. She touched down lightly and sprang again, and a third time, which put her up beside her father. “You,� Drizzt said. Brie laughed.
She jumped up as high as she could and turned in midair. She got about a quarter of the way around before she ran out of air beneath her, thumping down and holding her balance. Drizzt leaped up gracefully and spun about, a full spin, landing and dropping into a squat that put his face right before that of his giggling daughter.
“You!� she said.
Up sprang Drizzt, executing a backflip that landed him on his feet, but only momentarily, as he plopped down on his butt before Brie with a surprised look on his face.
Brie laughed and went up as if to jump, but didn’t leave the ground at all, and instead just fell back to a sitting position facing her father. The two broke out in laughter.
“Boom!� said Drizzt.
“Boo boo!â€� said Brie.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Starlight Enclave

“There is never enough cheese on the cheese course. Bring your own bit of Brie if you have to. Put an entire Stilton in your handbag.”
― Joel Golby

“There is never enough cheese on the cheese course. Bring your own bit of Brie if you have to. Put an entire Stilton in your handbag.”
― Joel Golby, Brilliant, Brilliant, Brilliant Brilliant Brilliant

“He watched Brie splashing in a small side pool while he filled his waterskins. He marveled at the simple joy in her eyes. He wanted to keep that joy of life itself there forever. More than anything, he wanted his daughter to grow up strong and clever and full of confidence, and full even more with happiness. He never wanted her to lose her delight at the simplest things: the sun-dappled earth, the splash of water over stones, the sounds of the forest about her, the shapes of the clouds. “What’s my name?â€� he called to her. “Drizzy daddy!â€� she enthusiastically called back.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Starlight Enclave

“My daughter,â€� Catti-brie said. “She has decided not to answer to Brie any longer. We are to call her Breezy. In familial situations, at least, though I suspect it won’t be worth your—either of your—trouble to refuse.â€�

“She is headstrong,� Penelope agreed.

“Breezy?â€� Savahn paused and considered that for a bit, then nodded her approval.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“Drizzt was next down the slide, chased by Catti-brie and Breezy, with the little girl barely able to see under the brim of the one-horned helm she had stolen from her grandfather.

It was all so simple, so gloriously play, just play. These were the moments, Drizzt realized then, as Catti-brie had come to know on a day very similar to this one. And as with his wife, for Drizzt, it was a reminder, not an epiphany. This simple little play was what made life worth it.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior

“Pops Zak!â€� Breezy said, and Drizzt laughed with joy.

“Oh, by the gods,� Catti-brie lamented.

“What?� Drizzt and Jarlaxle asked in unison.

“When this one witnesses cazzcalci,� she said, looking pointedly at Drizzt, “we’ll never get him back home.�

“Maybe he’ll already be at home,� Jarlaxle offered.

“I take my home with me,â€� Drizzt said, ending the debate. Catti-brie hugged him, their daughter wrapping her arms around them both, completing the circle.”
― R.A. Salvatore, Lolth's Warrior