Why don't they just take him out?" I asked. I'm not politically minded, as I guess you can tell. Mr. Cataliades was smiling at me. "So direct, so classic," he said. "So American.

No blame, no hate - why no communication?

I so seldom had to dispose of a human body myself, I was at a loss. Fairies turned into dust, and vampires flaked away. Demons had to be burned. Humans were very troublesome.

Only a group lack of imagination could account for people not wondering what went on in the dark around them.

Sookie," Eric said. I didn't think he'd heard a word. "Yield to me." Well, that was pretty direct.

If I quit having fun, then it's time for me to quit working.

Look, how come he showed up now? When you have other fairies in the woods? And does that sound crazy when you say it out loud, or what?