But we were all young once. It passes, like innocence and a sense of fair play. The only thing left in the end is a good instinct for survival.

People go away and they don't come back.

Would you truly sleep with strangers?" "I don't know, I haven't met the strangers yet.

The ratman froze, staring at me. "Why are you laughing?" His voice held just a hint of unease. Good. I was hoping that the vampires would come for me soon and save me. You've got to admit that's funny.

Every ruler should strive for his people to love him. But if they cannot love you, then make them fear you. Love is better, but fear will do the job.

Lust has less logic than love, sometimes, but it's easier to fight.

Some moments are perfect, and then someone comes along and f*cks it up. Ain't it always the way.