It must be a hard thing, to be a father; living in fear that your daughter would meet a boy she liked, but also having to worry if she didn't.

That's the funny thing about knowing you can't have something. It makes you desperate.

I was a vampire, and she had the sweetest blood I’d smelled in eighty years.

And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.

How could you fall in love with a three inch worm?

I thought about that for a minute - about what I wanted.

Good luck tended to avoid me.