So you’ll just kill anyone who frightens you. Who could hurt you.” “Well…yes.

What was your name again?" "Still Eve." "No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.

It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.

You'd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldn't do for love. Myrnin.

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.

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.

Myrnin to Claire: "If anyone comes to bite you while I'm gone - well, try not to attract attention. Die quietly.

I'm worried he's going to ... do something crazy." "He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny, and occasionally eats his assistants," Eve said. "Define crazy.

Morely: You're trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt

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!

Shane talking to Claire - "In this whole screwed up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me," He whispered. "I love you, Claire

As a society we should try to never inhibit another person's creativity. In people like myself, it's all we have.

In the art and act of mastering, a mistake is a common thing, but it must always shape something and it must always give a distinctive reason for action!

I like pieces that have everyday appeal and can be worn anywhere!

A people who are still, as it were, but in the gristle, and not yet hardened into the bone of manhood.

Bad dental hygiene can lead to respiratory infections and an increased risk for heart disease and strokes.

Much shedding of blood, many great actions, and triumphs, toil and perseverance are the end of all things human.

If he was a good man, how could he leave me? So he must not be a good man. But if he isn't good, then why does it hurt so much to lose him?

Expressing yourself when he takes for granted doesn't work.

I do know that I'm responsible not for what happens, but for what I make of it.

Say what you mean. Say what you see. Make a photograph, if you can, for the reader.