Would you truly sleep with strangers?" "I don't know, I haven't met the strangers yet.

Twenty-three stories up and all I could see out the windows was grey smog. They could call it the City of the Angels if they wanted to, but if there were angels out there, they had to be flying blind.

I'd made sure I knew his name. You shouldn't ask people to die for you if you don't at least know their name.

Friends don't count the cost of favors.

Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more.

Death is the last intimate thing we ever do.

What we prefer to read is sort of like sexual preference, you like what you like. Most of the time you have no clue why.