A Hidden Fire (Elemental Mysteries, #1)

by Elizabeth Hunter

He sighed as if explaining something to a small child. “Well, when you are young and clumsy, it’s rather easy to set yourself on fire.”

“Silly B, love is friendship. Just with less clothes, which makes it far more brilliant.”

“Is there a proper anger, my son?” “Aristotle said ‘anyone can become angry, but to be angry with the right person and to the right degree, and at the right time. For the right purpose and in the right way—is not within every man’s power. ’” “Are you the ‘every man’ that the philosopher spoke of?” “No, Father, I am better than other mortals, and will be better still.” “Therefore, you must master your anger so you control it always.” “Yes, Father.”

Love,’” he whispered in Italian, “‘is a single soul inhabiting two bodies.’”