Why am I talking about all this? Who am I talking to? I send out these words, these thoughts, simply because it is time. Time for what, I do not know and it does not matter because it is what I want and that is always reason enough for me.

I went to work at the library. I know that sounds crazy but I didn't know where else to go. Besides, at the library I was constantly surrounded by people. And I loved my job, surrounded by so many books, so many lives, so much of the past.

No religion is perfect, not after man gets through with it.

I am a vampire," I say softly. "And you have pissed me off.

Death never comes at the right time, despite what mortals believe. Death always comes like a thief.

This problem - it is age old. To do what is right and save the day without destroying the very thing the day is lived for.

The truth is always simpler than you can imagine.