Sookie," Eric said. I didn't think he'd heard a word. "Yield to me." Well, that was pretty direct.

Here’s to books, the cheapest vacation you can buy.

And since I’m going to be in the neighborhood, you thought I might do as an escort? To an orgy?

You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless.

You trust me?" Eric sounded surprised. "Yes." "That's . . . crazy, Sookie.

Should I just bite you, and end it all?", he whispered. "I would never have to think about you again. Thinking about you is an annoying habit and one I want to be rid of.

My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to.

Not a creature was stirring, not even an elf.

You catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.

They say there's no harm in daydreaming, but there is.

Maybe she was being so hoity-toity because she didn't have her own fairy godmother.

If books could have more, give more, be more, show more, they would still need readers who bring to them sound and smell and light and all the rest that can’t be in books. The book needs you.

If we break someone’s ego, then we can’t be happy. Egoism is his life!

When we take too long to forgive the people we love, we can sometimes be too damn late for it to matter.

All the girls I had ever loved were mine. Each gave me what she alone had to give and to each I gave what she alone knew how to take.

My waist is a 30. The jeans are a 28. When I fart, the Reeboks blow off.

High honors are sweet To a man's heart, but ever They stand close to the brink of grief.

I would like to do my own eulogy, and then shoot myself and then get in the coffin.

For among other evils caused by being disarmed, it renders you contemptible; which is one of those disgraceful things which a prince must guard against.

Well, I think that there's a very thin dividing line between success and failure.

I want to know why the universe exists, why there is something greater than nothing.