There are things we want, and things we may have.... Sanity lies in knowing the difference.

Thank you, Captain Obvious." "I'm on the Senate," he reminded me. "It's Lord Obvious.

Where. Is. He?" Alphonse repeated, although it sounded more like "Don't make me eat your face.

Pritkin and Mircea mixed like oil and water, only not so well.

It's okay. You aren't my type. What's your type? Someone who gets into less trouble.

More worryingly, my baby fangs were out, which usually happened only when I was perilously close to tipping over into Mr. Hyde territory. I quickly drew them back in. It didn’t help much. I still looked like Dracula’s daughter. Which was completely unfair, since he’d only been an uncle.

Think you can maybe not die for five minutes?" "I'll try,"I told him seriously. "You know, if anyone else said that, it would be funny.