Archangels Quotes

Vincent made his way closer to the group and shuffled his feet while he watched them embrace. Breccan's head remained buried in the huddle while his large hand reached out, grabbed Vincent's good wing, and pulled the archangel into the fold.

Madison Thorne Grey

My angels are jellyfish,electric, nearly invisible,armed with poisoned harpoons.My archangels are yellow tang.They feed on sunlight.They speak through color.Anything in their paths turns blind.

Of all the places in the world, you ended up in New Orleans?” I asked, unable to keep the sarcasm from my voice.Michael nodded. “Yes,” he agreed, apparently not registering the sarcasm. “Please,” I muttered, pulling a face. “Hurricanes, poverty, homes that are never going to be rebuilt, oil spills... this city has had so much crap thrown at it, and you’re telling me that there are angels here?”Again, Michael nodded. “Yes. Regardless of what has happened or what is happening, this city fights.”Okay, he may have had a point. The citizens of New Orleans were resilient; I’d give him that.

Angels were created into form so they can interact with Earth in a physical way.

God and the archangels know your heart, they know what is in your heart before you even speak it. You don't have to say a word, or say the right words, they already know everything you have been through and everything your heart truly wants to experience.

You have family, only a brother you clearly don't like to speak about. Fine. That's all right." She ran her fingers through her hair. "But don't ever say dreams are a waste. It's a miracle I can still speak of dreams and futures after all I've been through. There's love in this world, Thristan, love that can encompass the heart abiding in humans' mortal, fragile bodies. And there are stupid little humans like me, dreamers, who believe one day they'll find it.

Madison Thorne Grey