If the butterfly wings its way to the sweet light that attracts it, it's only because it doesn't know that the fire can consume it.

Yes, I see that you are behaving like a prince but that doesn't mean you won't behave like a devil at the first opportunity.

It was a brutal picture, a tug-of-war between two equal but opposing impulses. It had the ring of truth, however.

Remember the past - and await the future.

Be yourself-- Matthew Clairmont. Complete with your sharp vampire teeth and your scary mother, your test tubes full of blood and your DNA, your infuriating bossiness and your maddening sense of smell.

You persist in this romantic vision of what it is to be a vampire, but despite my best efforts to curb it I have a taste for blood.

Her bark is worse than her bite.