She killed Lorena in a fight?" Eric's grin grew even broader. He was as proud as if he'd heard his firstborn reciting Shakespeare.

That's just not right," Sam muttered. "Claude needs to keep his pants on.

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

People are really interested in the concept of eternal youth in this plastic-surgery culture.

Did you ever think that if you told me where Bill's hiding his computer program, I would give you anything you asked for?" - Eric, club dead.

Eric was holding my hands, and I was digging my nails into him like we were doing something else. He won't mind, I though, as I realized I'd drawn blood. And sure enough, he didn't. "Let go," he advised me, and I loosened my grip on his hands. "No, not of me," he said smiling. "You can hold on to me as long as you want.

Men! Dead or alive, they could be exactly the same.