Stupid, fragile mortals.

I punched to line. "Yes? What?" "Norville. It's Cormac. If you don't change the subject right now, I'm going to have to go over there and have a word with you.

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.

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

Don't underestimate her ability to talk, it's her superpower.

I looked at my two wolves. When I knelt they came to me rubbed against me smelling me and I stroked them. "Thank you for believing in me " I said and maybe they understood and maybe they didn't.