Beauty like hers had no place in his life.

Turned out, monsters were capable of love after all. But it didn’t mean they should.

An hour in her presence, and he was ready to hit his knees, submit to her every whim.

Lucifer was engraving Nate’s name on a cage right now.

He was going to need God Almighty to come down from On High to explain this one.

Redemption was asking too much, but he could hope. Something told him he’d still be seeking absolution when he took his last breath on some distant day.

For a guy who wore layers upon layers of armor, his give-a-shit was showing.

Common sense got drunk and giddy when Olivia was on the premises. Maybe he should just raise a glass, too, and dub reason a lost cause.

If this was what caring about someone was like, what the hell was he supposed to do? Because he couldn’t handle it, couldn’t live like this.

I am not afraid... I was born to do this.

Who is to say that robbing a people of its language is less violent than war?

We teach what we need to learn and write what we need to know.

Working together is a way of knowing each other better.

Free will is the ability to do gladly that which I must do.

Given the amount of unjust suffering and unhappiness in the world, I am deeply grateful for, sometimes even perplexed by, how much misery I have been spared.

Wrong is for other people.

My first love is MMA... it's something that I did because it made me feel good.

Whoever cannot find a temple in his heart, the same can never find his heart in any temple.

A writer doesn't really have much of a function on a movie set.