Just always remember to listen to your heart’s song…it will keep you alive

The world isn’t big enough for all of us.

You can never trust a Vampire, child.

What do you want?"To see the world burn, and a new one be born from the ashes…

The flames of their passion illuminated the dimly lit room, filling it with a blazing fire which was either brilliantly beautiful or dangerously violent.

How dare you come into my home? And hurt my family? I ought to tear your throat out right here, right now!

Whoever is messing with my daughter, messing with my home, will be sorry they chose to play this game. I’ll be screaming checkmate before they even realise I moved my pawns…

Just because we’re adults doesn’t mean we should grow up! The world’s a playground for us, Melody, and I for one intend to play!

I know you’re scared, Letti, but sweetheart…you haven’t seen anything yet. You’ve not known true fear...

The minute grains of sand slipped silently down the curved hourglass, no matter how many times the people of Earth willed them not to. Time, fate and the actions of others were out of their control.

Sun and snow is an Angel’s glow, but storm and rain? That’s a Demon’s bane.

He who says that someone isn’t himself is a victim of statistics.

My strength was that I am more balanced and calmer than most other riders.

The stakes are immense, the task colossal, the time is short. But we may hope - we must hope - that man's own creation, man's own genius, will not destroy him.

God is necessary, and therefore must exist...But I know that he does not and cannot exist...Don't you understand that a man with these two thoughts cannot go on living?

The shelf life of the modern hardback writer is somewhere between the milk and the yoghurt.

The care of a wise and good man for his only son is inferior to the regard of the great Parent of the universe for his creatures.

I have the experience of age and suffering.

Our nation is moving toward two societies, one black, one white-separate and unequal.

Be it Valentine's Day, Father's Day or Mother's Day, I feel all days are reminders of some feelings. February 14 doesn't hold any special relevance for me.

Numbers of the old people cannot read. Those who can seldom do