Being with Mary was different because...he wasn't the only one who wanted to make love to her. The beast wanted her, too. The beast wanted out so it could take her.

You've won the evolutionary lottery: You're a vampire. Let's go to Disneyland!

Pull up your big girl panties and just do it.

He cleared his throat and reminded himself that if you pissed Her Holiness off, they'd need barbecue tongs to pick up your steaming pieces.

You've got nothing to worry about. The righteous do not always right, but their souls remain pure. -Lassiter the Angel

...Bringing the very heavens close enough to touch. It was Zsadist. His eyes closed, his head back, his mouth wide open, he sang. The scarred one, the souless one, had the voice of an angel.

Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors.