The dragon marking rested, his fangs concealed and his eyes shut. "Your dragon is pleased, " she said. "Indeed, he is.

Forbidden fruit makes a wonderful wine." Vazco gave him a leading look. "But leaves a hell of a headache.

Beauty and power was commonplace to the dragons as mud and manure to a stable boy.

What has you roaring like a bull with his prick hung in a fence?

You can't order me away, you pissant human--" "I just did." Kas swept past him...

How can something as necessary as breathing be immoral?

Before she could touch him, he stepped back. "I've no need of a human." "Half-Light, " she corrected, still meeting his gaze in the surface. "I've no need of a dragon magician.

The best blessing that you can give is your beautiful smile.

Homeschooling allows you the freedom to step off the highway of learning and take a more scenic route along a dirt road.

We laughed together. It’s so lovely laughing with a man. It feels positive. Relaxed…

My deep dark secret is that I was a nerd in school. I liked the theater. I liked to study. I wasn't very good at sports.

I think vampires are a timeless powerful archetype that can tap into people's psyches.

It does not matter what has been made of us; what matters is what we ourselves make of what has been made of us.

Anyone who wants to know who I am can just read my lyrics - I've always written about who I am.

Without poetry, religion becomes obscure, false, and malignant; without philosophy, licentious in all wantonness, and lascivious to the point of self-castration.

Do you even recognize your own consciousness?

It belongs to the imperfection of everything human that man can only attain his desire by passing through its opposite.