You see, when medicine works, it is blessed science, and when it fails, it is witchcraft. - Polidori

You flatter me shamelessly. I like it. Good.

I raised my hands, trying to shush her. "Don't shush me," she said, eyes blazing. "I hate being shushed.

You're like something drawn with the sun's fire, and I can take only little glimpses of you.

The preface? Why would he waste time with the preface? Skip the preface and move on to the meat of the thing!

I know you pretty well." "Better than anyone I think." I smiled. Her compliment was like a gift itself, only more precious than anything that could be bought.

If anyone comes near you, just scream and run.