He says every story has at least some truth in it, even if most are made up.

There are a lot of black-hearted, mean-spirited bastards in the world. It's important that we hold them to acount. But always remember that you might be the most black-hearted and mean-spirited in the lot, so hold yourself the most accountable of all.

No, thats not how it happened... Mr crepsley dropped. He was impaled on the stakes. He died. And it was awful... His cries as he writhed there, bleeding and dying, burning and screaming, will stay with me till I die. Maybe I'll even carry them with me after I go.

I sucked blood from one of my best friends

For a long time that's all I could do, howl and scream and cry like the wild animal of the night that I'd become.

But you're like me,” he says. “An outsider. Different. A freak. We're both weird, which is why we get along.

Ever hear of the phrase, Banging you're head on a brick wall?" Ah, but you forget, Darren, vampires can break brick walls with their heads.