Since you won’t give me your names I’ll call you Thing One and Thing Two.
Edward’s grief if you die will be a terrible thing. It will hurt him, a lot, and men like him never grieve alone. He will spread his grief all over us, not because we failed, but because it’ll give him something to focus on so he doesn’t have to feel the pain.
Besides I’m a sucker for a pair of pretty eyes.
Never throw stones if you think they’re going to come back and hit you.
Not dating is a choice, not a failure.
Hesitation will get you killed.
There are only two things you can do when you’re dressed like Barbie Does Bondage; you can be embarrassed or you can be aggressive. Guess what my choice was.
It feels like we’re in a Harry Potter book talking about He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
I don’t have a master. I’m not sure if I have an equal.
So many of us had been armed that there were holsters and weapons scattered among the passed-out bodies like mercenary prizes in a fleshy Cracker Jack box.
If the eyes are the window to the soul, then Edward’s in trouble ’cause no one is home.
Every ruler should strive for his people to love him. But if they cannot love you, then make them fear you. Love is better, but fear will do the job.
Methinks we have a clue. Be still, my heart.
Sometimes it’s not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you.
If the only tool you have is a hammer, all your problems begin to look like nails. – Abraham Maslow.
He said,’Trust yourself, mon ami. You are not your friend with his so-sad tale. And Anita is not human. Through us she is more than that. Both of us huddle around her humanity like it is the last candle flame in a world of darkness. But by our very love, we make her less human, and more.
I cannot do it. I cannot bear it. I cannot go back to what I was here. I cannot stand at her side and watch another take her. I am not that strong or that good.
The second you stop questioning yourself is the second that you become the monster. -Merry.
An atheist waving a cross at a vampire was a truly pitiful sight.
I had been downright paranoid all afternoon, aware of everyone near me. By the time I went for the car, my neck and shoulders were knotted into one painful ache. The most frightening thing I’d seen all afternoon had been the prices on the designer clothing.