There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.

He didn't look the least bit tired. A morning person, even after no sleep at all. It was disgusting.

I give good advice. I do not always take it.

There had to be a circle of Hell where you were eternally fourteen, eternally in junior high. One of the lower circles.

Before I knew you, I thought brave was not being afraid. You've taught me that bravery is being terrified and doing it anyway.

I'm learning that you have to make time for what's important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.

Twenty-three stories up and all I could see out the windows was grey smog. They could call it the City of the Angels if they wanted to, but if there were angels out there, they had to be flying blind.