Fate has a way of getting what she wants, no matter how we try to avoid it.

Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.

Rydstrom: "To get it right this time."

Never run from one such as me, female. You will no’ get away - and we like it.

And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it.

Lothaire:Hate scars. I'm physically flawless--why can't everyone be? Everywhere Lothaire went, people stopped and stared. Of course, then they usually ran.

Two things that can never be contained? Velociraptors and zombies.