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“It's funny. Looking back, none of it seems to matter now, those moments of yearning, craving to belong with people I thought mattered. No more fragments of glass, pieces of a broken mirror you can't put back together and wouldn't want to even if you could.”
― Rebecca Harris, Be the Death of Me

“You can call me Benny," I offer, hoping to get on her good side. The last thing I need is some crazy woman - dead or otherwise - angry at me.
"No," she muses. "I think I'll just call you Ford."
"Why not Benny?"
"I'd rather keep calling you pansy, but I don't think that will go over too well with the people I work for."
"The mafia?"
"Keep pushing me, Ford. I may kill you myself.”
― Rebecca Harris, Be the Death of Me

“Still there are some, braver and more valiant than their peers, who face their demons head on, staring defiantly into the shadows, demanding forgiveness.”
― Rebecca Harris - Be The Death of Me

“Go to the cops then!â€� I shout. “But mind if I ask what you plan on telling them? Because saying two dead teenagers came to you in the middle of the night and told you something or someone is going to kill you is only going to get you locked in a cozy, padded cell.â€�
“Well, it has to be better than spending another second with you.�
“Make sure they put that on your headstone, will you? Right below ‘Here lies Benedict Bartholomew Ford. He had no friends and a really stupid nameâ€�.”
― Rebecca Harris, Be the Death of Me

“Possibility is not a facet of opportunity. It's one of fate. And I've never been one to fear destiny.”
― Rebecca Harris, The Dead of Winter