I’d go to hell and back and cut off the devil’s head myself to save you.

Death stalked toward us on padded feet.       And it was not alone.

There was something in her eyes that made me trust her. Maybe it was because they held the same cynicism, the same world-weariness I saw in my own every morning when I looked at myself in the mirror.

A lot of things should have been, Zigmund, but they aren’t. Are you going to be miserable about the things you cannot change, or do something about the things you can?

His character is like an emerald—multifaceted and enhanced by inclusions.

Affronts to her reputation pierced her to the heart, though I couldn’t understand why, since she had very little character left to defend.

Thirteen years of friendship had bonded us together more thoroughly than if we had been born of the same mother. Even at this late stage, I was unwilling to let him go.

With Stefan, the line between good and evil, right and wrong, becomes increasingly blurred.

Not all vampires are created equal, you know.

Stefan needed me. Ha! Stefan needed me, as what? His next meal?

She rounded on me with such ferocity that for a moment I didn’t recognize her. A flash of fangs, a dark gleam in her blacker-than-night eyes. It was the most vampiric I’d ever seen her.

Science gives an exact photograph of the world, but it lacks an essential dimension of reality.

With every increase in the degree of consciousness, and in proportion to that increase, the intensity of despair increases: the more consciousness the more intense the despair.

(...) when a man's looking down the double barrel of a shotgun, he picks up the first weapon he can find to defend himself, be it a stone or a stick of stove wood or a citizens' council.

I like it when you're under the ocean, and all you can feel is calm

Of this blest man, let his just praise be given, Heaven was in him, before he was in Heaven.

A dog gets lonesome just like a human. He wants to associate with other dogs, but when they take him out, the poor dog is on a leash and cannot run around.

Some of the best news stories start in gossip. Monica Lewinsky certainly was gossip in the beginning. I had heard it months before I printed it.

I realized that everything I do is fantasy, whether it is an adult movie or a kids movie.

I wrote the very first stories in science fiction which dealt with homosexuality, The World Well Lost and Affair With a Green Monkey.

Genius is an infinite capacity for pain.