The three "F"s of being a werewolf, Feeding, Fighting, and...Reproduction

I want you to have big dreams, big goals. I want you to strive to achieve them. But I don't want to see you beating yourself up every time you make a mistake.

when times are tough, the weak bail and the tough get creative.

Wow. The guy can make me feel stupid even when he's telling me I don't have to let him make me feel stupid.

The rottweiler stood his ground and waited for me to take the next step in the dance of ritualized intimidation. Instead, I leaped at him. Screw ritual. Now was not the time to stand on ceremony.

Kids who don't eavesdrop on adult conversations are doomed to a childhood of ignorance.

Remembering. Forgetting. I'm not sure which is worse.

A name is so important. A surname connects you to your past, to your family. Even a given name has meaning - why did your parents pick that particular one?

First you buy me a mocha. Then you let me help you hide a body. Now you take me to a biker clubhouse. Best. Day. Ever.

He was trying to tell me something.' Derek snorted. 'Aren’t they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook—if in danger of evaporating, make sure you’re in the middle of a dire pronouncement.

I grew up writing about the paranormal, and I blame too many Saturday mornings watching Scooby Doo.

The warrior must never get angry in war.

I just can't smile at people for money.

Science is reaching the conclusions that we had been taught through the Tibetan Buddhist experience.

Humility is the light of the understanding.

Well i know that my company is not corrupt or unfair because i got all this with all my hard work. I see no reason why you say my company was corrupt may you explain to me miss [Ida] Tarbell.

If you care about the people you work with then you work harder

So for a good old-gentlemanly vice, I think I must take up with avarice.

There is no salvation for those outside the Church.

NOTHING goes exactly as planned. Make your OWN destiny

Our society finds truth too strong a medicine to digest undiluted. In its purest form, truth is not a polite tap on the shoulder; it is a howling reproach.