Sookie, what have we done? And to whom?" "I killed a chicken. And I cooked it." "Sookie, Sookie. My bullshit meter is reading that as a false." -Eric Northman, Sookie Stackhouse

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.

All words are pegs to hang ideas on.

I find I'm luckier when I work harder.

Finally Beiderbecke came out with a silver cornet. He put it to his lips and blew a phrase. The sound came out like a girl saying 'yes'.

Sometimes out hearts are broken so new light can get in.

Television is bubble-gum for the mind.

I'm not the type that would ask for a number or ask him on a date, but I have approached a guy. I probably would tell a joke or say, "You're really cute."

Brain scientists and education scientists don't get together very often, and we end up living in our own little silos.

I like independence, I like creating my own world, not being in a system. There are more possibilities, I think.

I had just received my degree in Calcium Anthropology... the study of milkmen.

You can never prepare yourself enough to see your mug shot and DUI.