Hold on tight, Sam." He puts me in a choke hold. "Ahhh," I gasp. "Not that tight.

When I woke up in you, Cassie. I wasn't fully human until I saw myself in your eyes." And then there are real human tears in his real human eyes, and it's my turn to hold him while his heart breaks. My turn to see myself in his eyes.

Good God, man, what is that smell?" He eyed with disgust the doctor's filthy cloak. "Life," answered the doctor.

We’re here, and then we’re gone, and it’s not about the time we’re here, but what we do with the time.

There are those who labor in the darkness, that the rest of us might live in the light.

We are the hunters---and we are also the bait.

I had it all wrong," he says. "Before I found you, I thought the only way to hold on was to find something to live for. It isn't. To hold on, you have to find something you're willing to die for.