If he is smart, he will run. He is not.

It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.

I never skulk, and lurk only sometimes.

He smiles then, and even though it is well past midnight, its as if the sun has just come out.

Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts.

Hate cannot be fought with hate. Evil cannot be conquered by darkness. Only love has the power to conquer them both.

I blew that clay pigeon to smithereens. I don't know why Mum got so upset. According to Uncle Andrew she's a crack shot herself. But she says I'm too young. What I'd like to know is how old does a person have to be before they get to do all the fun stuff?