It's not just a sunset; it's a moonrise too.

Actually, the zapping light was kinda like Sookie’s fairy-light-thing. Do you think there’s any chance I’m a fairy?” “No, Z. Focus. True Blood is fiction. This is the real world.

No, Kramisha, he's not black. He's a killer bird with evil for his Daddy.

cats choose us; we don't own them

The world going insane and evil letting slip the birds of war is no excuse for sloppy vocabulary.

True love is not a potion one person can swallow and another refuse to drink. It happens only when the souls of two join together to form one

See with your soul and not your eyes because to dance with the beasts you must penetrate their disguise.