Lord Maccon looked up. “Grovel, you say?” Lyall did not glance away from the latest vampire report he was perusing. “Grovel, my lord.

Steampunk is...the love child of Hot Topic and a BBC costume drama

It's no good choosing your first husband from a school for evil geniuses. Much too difficult to kill.

No one ever explained the octopuses.

I am rather fond of ladybugs. They are so delightfully hemispherical.

I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.

How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.

The ill-informed masses included her own family among their ranks, a family that specialized in being both inconvenient and asinine.

Alexia figured, delightedly, that this meant he did, in fact, tend to traipse around his private apartments in the altogether. Marriage was becoming more and more of an attractive prospect.

Conall,” “Aye, Alexia?” He looked up at her. Was that fear in his caramel eyes? “I am going to take advantage of you,” she said

She took a moment to lament her lack of parasol. Every time she left the house, she felt keenly the absence of her heretofore ubiquitous accessory.

You should visit the Palatine. It's at the top of that hill . . .""I know where the Palatine is, Dexter, I was visiting Rome before you were born.""Yes, who was emperor back then?

Courage is doing something you need to do that might get you hurt.

The sons of Judah have to choose that God may again choose them. The divine principle of our race is action, choice, resolved memory.

I should like the whole race of nurses to be abolished: children should be with their mother as much as possible, in my opinion.

After high school I was going to be an architect. In fact, I was studying to be an architect when the audition for 'The Monkees' came along.

People like death and mayhem.

The tyrant is a child of Pride Who drinks from his sickening cup Recklessness and vanity, Until from his high crest headlong He plummets to the dust of hope.

What are Raphael's Madonnas but the shadow of a mother's love, fixed in permanent outline forever?

It does not follow that the meaning must be given from above; that life and suffering must come neatly labeled; that nothing is worth while if the world is not governed by a purpose.

The smallness of our desires may contribute reasonably to our wealth.