You fight so hard, so long, to cut someone out of your heart, but it’s not always your heart that betrays you.

They say not to look back, but if you’re not sure what lies ahead, what else is there but looking back?

I turned down Halloween parties every year, where people wanted zombies raised at the stroke of midnight or some such nonsense. The scarier my reputation got, the more people wanted me to come be scary for them. I'd told Bert I could always go and threaten to shoot all the partygoers, that'd be scary. Bert had not been amused. But he had stopped asking me to do parties.

Vampires were always either trying to kill me, or own me. God I hated being popular.

In chains and darkness, wherefore should I stay, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key.

He said,'Trust yourself, mon ami. You are not your friend with his so-sad tale. And Anita is not human. Through us she is more than that. Both of us huddle around her humanity like it is the last candle flame in a world of darkness. But by our very love, we make her less human, and more.

Some people just don't seem to understand the concept of fiction. It is fiction; it ain't true, folks