Why vampires? You write centuries-long family sagas—why not write historical epics without any hint of the supernatural?" "Well, that would be boring, wouldn't it?" "Yeah, God only knows what Tolstoy was thinking.

Stupid, fragile mortals.

You know, I'm sick and tired of people pointing rifles at me.

Apparently it was unethical for lawyers to sleep with their clients. This from a man who offered legal representation to assassins.

Just so you know, I'm straight. Totally straight. As an arrow." Her voice held a smile. "So am I

Now, what does a vampire do with a computer? Keep track of investments? Send e-mail to other vampires as you all plot to take over the world?” “I spend a lot of time on Wikipedia making corrections to the entries of historical figures I’ve known.” I blinked at him. “Really?” “No, Kitty. That was a joke.

One inch at a time, that was how her father had taught her. You can't do anything but worry about the few inches right in front of you.