I told them," he said in a clear, carrying voice, "that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.

Apparently deciding Charles’s brief introduction wasn’t good enough, his brother reintroduced himself. “Dr. Samuel Cornick, elder brother and tormentor. Very nice to meet you, Anna—

Hard truths can be dealt with, triumphed over, but lies will destroy your soul.

Paranoia: the gift of the survivor and the burden of the overtired, stressed, and terrified.

He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopless a thing as it might have been.

What would a racist call werewolves? Wargs? She kind of liked that one, but suspected that racist bastards didn't read Tolkien.

Even after all this time, I keep forgetting that heroes can be found in unlikely places and persons -- like mechanics who can turn into coyotes.