Doorman: Good morning Mr. PeaknisMr. P.: Go to hell

Myrnin said softly. "And how is it that you do not understand that HERE, in THIS place, this girl belongs to me, not to you?

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, "Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

Michael had to pound me a couple of times to convince me not to go stage a rescue." Shane shrugged. "He hits like a girl, for a vampire.

Whatever, crazy chick who maybe lives here and maybe also breaks into Michael's house when they're all gone. I'm out. Have a nice delusion. -Shayne

An intriguing world where vampires rule, only the strongest survive, and romance offers hope in the darkest hours.

She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he's not... you know, better.""Define BETTER with that guy.""Not all fangs and raaaaar.

See?" she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. "She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!""Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!

Promise me, Amelie, that you’ll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.”“I hardly think there’s any chance of that, ” Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.

I think so, ” she [Claire] said. “Just watch your back, okay?” “Nah, Michael’s got mine.” He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes.“I’ve got yours.

I never meant it, " he was saying. "Never meant it to happen. Can't stand it, seeing her suffer. Must do something, do something... What do I do? What can I do...?

Stop telling God what you want to have, He is going to use what you have left to give you what you need.

Wine is bottled poetry.

Now I'm starting to think he wasn't supposed to be my whole life, he was just this doorway to me.

My fear is that I will be crushed in an elevator and my mother will get hold of my journals from my adolescence.

The decathlon takes so long to learn that people who are good athletes don't want to go back to the beginning again.

There are religions and social and moral awareness in any society that gets passed immediately. Those human truths. All cultures address them.

There is no future for e-books, because they are not books. E-books smell like burned fuel.

Having been challenged by Colonel Pickering, Higgins: You know, it's almost irresistible. She's so deliciously low. So horribly dirty.

It is the impulse of our century, with its nearly religious belief in magnitude, to fling an institution into every void.

This is unusual for me. I have given readings and not lectures. I have told people who ask for lectures that I have no lecture to give. And that is true.