That was the true terror of love, that you could love with your whole heart, your whole soul, and lose both

Feelings are never stupid, they just make us feel stupid sometimes.

I, Anita Blake, scourge of the undead-the human with more vampire kills than any other vampire executioner in the country-was dating a vampire. It was poetically ironic.

I wondered if I had offended him. I wondered if I cared.

[Roland] jerked back too fast to see, and his fist was suddenly connecting with my chin. I didn't pass out, but my body went limp. Part of me was screaming silently. The other part was saying, 'Oh, what pretty trees.

One serial killer sends me a human head in a box, and I get all spooked; Go figure.

What's your name?" Donald." Hi, Donald, missed you at the wienie roast.