The day stared back an empty gray, with not a speck of white to give character to the lifeless sky.

Love, really? We're vampires, not teenagers. Lust is for the weak.

When he whispered my name, that's when I knew- this was how death felt.

Vampires were myths, childhood stories– as were werewolves, mermaids and dragons. I believed none of it.

We were born as a free soul. We only become enslaved in the world.

Life becomes empty if we fill it with worthless thoughts and deeds.

It's something you don't see until it's gone-the shapes and things have and the ways in which the people around you mould the shapes.

You’re a clever strategist, but not all battles require tricks. Sometimes the simplest way to kill something is to swim up to it and bite it in half.

Prior to penicillin and medical research, death was an everyday occurrence. It was intimate.

Remember to do the things you enjoy away from swimming, regularly.

Our fearlessness shall be our secret weapon.

In their work, then, as in their play, men and women are more and more coming to share with each other as comrades, and really the fun of life seems in no wise diminished as a consequence.

Autistic children are extremely bright if you can connect to them and bring them into our world. Socially it's really hard for them, but it can happen.

Being a Scientologist, when you drive past an accident... you know you have to do something about it because you know you're the only one that can really help.