Try not to trip. We don’t have time for a concussion today.
Speak of the devil, and the devil shall appear.
Who are you and what have you done with my brother?
I don't want to be a vampire. A lot of other people do and I think it's that dual nature - we have, you know, terrifying/intriguing.
But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.
Sometimes the best hiding place is the one that's in plain sight.