Self-doubt is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Should I eat first or accuse the Master of the City of murder? Choices, choices. -Anita

was a clear, pale blue like the eyes of a Siberian husky dog. Human beings just didn't have eyes like that.

Different isn't evil, it's just different.

A certain type of man, when he loves for the first time, his love is not really love, it is possession. Possessions don't have rights or feelings; they are something to owned and controlled. He had spent more than a year trying to do just that, and failing.

some choices you make with your heart some with your head but when in doubt choose head over heart.... it will keep you alive. -merry gentry

He's no more human than I am, ma petite." At least I'm not dead." That can be remedied.