I stroked Eric's hair, tucking some behind his ear. His eyes on mine were intent, and I knew he was waiting for me to speak. "I wish," I said, "I could save orgasms in a jar for when i need them, because I think I had a few extra." Eric's eyes widened, and all of a sudden he roared with laughter. (Dead to the World)

Episcopalians are pretty thin on the ground in the central United States.

Self-pity is like chocolate; as you get older, you can only afford a little bit.

I wish," I said. "I could save orgasms in a jar for when I need them, because I think I have a few extra.

My mother finally took me to a child psychologist, who knew exactly what I was, but she just couldn’t accept it and kept trying to tell my folks I was reading their body language and was very observant, so I had good reason to imagine I heard people’s thoughts. Of course, she couldn’t admit I was literally hearing people’s thoughts because that just didn’t fit into her world.

It was like being around a particularly irritating two-year-old.

The vampire is not a bad man, and he loves you