I may have been dead for the past hundred and fifty years, Susannah,...but that doesn't mean I don't know how people say good night. And generally, when people say good night, they keep their tongues to themselves.

Writing is a workout, just like going for a run!

I thought you'd like it," he said, seeming hurt. "You look very pretty.

It's kind of depressing, if you think about it. I mean, me being so young, and yet so cynical and suspicious.

To achieve self actualization, do good things for other people that you would want to be done onto yourself

I’ve never enjoyed myself more than I have the past forty-eight hours, during which I’ve been trapped in a car with one of the worst drivers I’ve ever seen, run up the Spanish Steps and then down again so I could be on time to wait in line to perjuer myself at the American consulate. And I’d like to continue doing those sorts of thing with you on a regular basis for the foreseeable future.

Whatever. Boris, must you constantly breathe on me?