For me the Anita series is built like a mystery series, which means that as much as possible each book stands alone, so you have a mystery to solve from the beginning to the end of the book.

That was the problem with loving people: it made you weak. It made you need them. It made the thought of not having them the worst thing in the world.

They be crazier than we are.

I was shaking all over, and it wasn't from the vampire. Memories have teeth, too.

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

Love mattered, in the end. A house without love would always fall, maybe not today or tomorrow, but in the end without love nothing could endure.

So many of us had been armed that there were holsters and weapons scattered among the passed-out bodies like mercenary prizes in a fleshy Cracker Jack box.