Everyone deserves to have someone who loves them.

Life isn't finding shelter in the storm. It's about learning to dance in the rain.

Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.

Everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime. It’s what unites us. The trick is not to let it destroy your trust in others when that happens. Don’t let them take that from you.

I tend to watch silently from the shadows. You learn a lot more that way.

You'll never see the moments coming that will for ever mutilate your life-at least not until after they've mowed you down. -Savitar

What are you? (a Daimon) Oh please, let me give you the job description. Me, Dark-Hunter. You, Daimon. I hit, you bleed. I kill, you die. (Zarek)

I am the god Apostolos. The Harbinger of Telikos. The Final Fate of all. Beloved son of Apollymi the Great Destroyer. My will makes the will of the universe. [Apostolos / Acheron Parthenopaeus]

Baby, I ain't trash. Trash is something you throw away. My people keep me.

Yeah, well, if ifs and buts were candy and nuts, then we’d never go hungry. (Syn)

The only vampires I've ever seen are the Goths trying to get a glimpse of Anne Rice's house, who drink strawberry sodas and tell each other it's blood.

When you reach the stars, boy, yes, and live there forever, all the fears will go, and Death himself will die.

And, in the darkness, David closed his eyes as all that was lost was found again.

The night had a nearly liquid quality, was like sliding into a warm swimming pool, a pool filled with buoyant darkenss instead of water.

I don't believe moviegoers don't have patience. Screenwriters are told a scene can't be longer than three minutes, that you have to cut to the chase. Not true!

Riding a motorcycle on today's highways, you have to ride in a very defensive manner. You have to be a good rider and you have to have both hands and both feet on the controls at all times.

I once tried to raise two tomato plants, and they died in spite of the fact I fertilized them every morning. Duh.

The cards are stacked (quite properly, I imagine) against all professional aesthetes, and no doubt we all deserve the dark, wordy, academic deaths we all sooner or later die.

As the universe accepted our show, more people began to accept me.

So the pie isn't perfect? Cut it into wedges. Stay in control, and never panic.

True love always happens in a flash.