Oh, filmmakers, please don't take my soft book and turn it into a horror, or take my horror and make it soft.

Not dead-dying. Funny how two things could be so similar and yet so far apart

we're watchers of this world aren't we? not players

You missed World Hist." "Did you get notes for me?" "No. I thought you were dead in a ditch.

I thought, possibly, that what I really needed was to go where nobody knew me and start over again, with none of my previous decisions, conversations, or expectations coming with me.

I want you." Feeling the grip of his hand in mine, the brush of skin on mine, seeing the way he moved in front of me, equal parts human and wolf, and remembering his smell - I ached with wanting to kiss him.

I could live inside a G major chord, with Grace, if she was willing.