Most humans were on one big island, to the fairies, and that island was adrift on a sea called I Totally Don’t Care.

It wasn't often you ran into bondage/Elvis/whorehouse-themed vampire club

If this were the fifties, she’d be checking Sam’s collars for lipstick stains. (Did people do that anymore? Why did women kiss collars, anyway? Besides, Sam almost always wore T-shirts.)

(Sookie's Thoughts on Debbie Pelt) she had been cruel to Alcide, insulted me grievously, burned a hole in my favorite wrap and—oh—tried to kill me by proxy. Also, she had stupid hair.

The average woman would not be pondering how fast her date could kill her, but I’ll never be an average woman.

Oh, God, puppy dog eyes. From a six-foot-five ancient Viking vampire.

I knew, as sure as I knew my name, that tomorrow he would send me another coat, in a big fancy box, with a big bow on it. It would be the right size, it would be a top brand, and it would be warm. ............... It was cranberry red, with a removable liner, a detachable hood, and tortoiseshell buttons.