To just let go, and not pick everything to death. To just let go and enjoy what you had. To just let go and not make everybody around you miserable with your own internal dialogue. To just let go and be happy. So simple. So difficult. So terrifying.

Pity is an emotion that can get you killed. The only thing more dangerous is blind hate, and maybe love.

We aren't the good guys, Anita. We're the necessary guys. -Edward

It would be nice if you’d stop almost killing me because you don’t want to screw other peo­ple.

I knew what was like to finally be seduced by the thing you hunted. Mine just happened to be a more traditional seduction. Okay, at least I was still among the living.

I tended to be hard on the egos of a certain kind of men. The ones who normally swept women off their feet had never moved me much, because I'd always felt that if they swept me off my feet they'd practiced on a lot of women before me, and would practice more with women after me. I'd rarely been wrong on that. ~Anita Blake

Since you won't give me your names I'll call you Thing One and Thing Two.