I'd killed him in the end, but revenge only makes things all better in the movies. In real life, once the villain is dead the trauma lives on inside the victims.

Most women complain that there are no single, straight men left. I’d just like to meet one who’s human.

All I really wanted to do was cuddle back under the blankets, maybe with a certain stuffed toy penguin I knew. Yeah, hiding sounded good.

I talk to myself everyone once in a while. Give myself very good advice. Sometimes I even take it.

Why is it that most things you might willingly do under other circumstances become distasteful when you have no choice?

I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle.

Because all bad little vampires see me in the end