The mad have a grace all their own".

Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space.

You look like the vamp who bled the cat.

You had this all planned, didn’t you?' I accused. 'Thought you could come in here and seduce me like you do everyone else?' It wasn’t as if I could be angry, lying atop him as I was, but I tried.

And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love, that trust.

Ivy!' I stammered, then glared at Kisten. 'You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?

Mistakes can be fixed but if you do it more than once, it's no longer a mistake.

A peace that blacked yer eye, ' I say. 'A peace that split yer lip.' He looks at me for another second and then gives a sad snort. “The words of a sage, ” he says, “in the voice of a hick.

Nobody can tell what I suffer! But it is always so. Those who do not complain are never pitied.

Stop – Unplug – Escape – Enjoy.’ This is the message of the Priory, and the key to enjoying a peaceful and rewarding life.

The thing I most connect with is the idea of not giving up. And that's a thing I have in my own life. You have to trust your instincts and keep trying.

I'm a real big celebrity. I'm this megastar.

I was in college for two years but I didn´t attend too much. Then I decided to drop out. I was having too many nightmares about failing in the exams.

Editors and their authors seldom form deep friendships for the same reason that psychiatrists and their patients keep their distance: The relationship requires candor that mixes poorly with intimacy.

By keeping her heart protected, she'll never ever feel rejected.

If Honda does not race, there is no Honda.

This is the nature of going forward into being: A series of self-transforming ascents of level.