shane: so is world war fifteen over out there? claire:i think so

What was your name again?" "Still Eve." "No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.

It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.

You'd be surprised what people will do for money that they wouldn't do for love. Myrnin.

I think so,” she [Claire] said. “Just watch your back, okay?” “Nah, Michael’s got mine.” He [Shane] looked straight into her eyes. “I’ve got yours.

Promise me, Amelie, that you’ll crucify me with silver before you allow me to fall in love.” “I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. "I doubt you have the capacity.

Myrnin to Claire: "If anyone comes to bite you while I'm gone - well, try not to attract attention. Die quietly.

I'm worried he's going to ... do something crazy." "He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny, and occasionally eats his assistants," Eve said. "Define crazy.

Morely: You're trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt

See?" she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. "She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede!" "Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!

Shane talking to Claire - "In this whole screwed up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me," He whispered. "I love you, Claire

To lose one parent may be regarded as a misfortune

I'm not a born writer, and I don't enjoy writing.

My mother would say it is literally ghost writers who come to me.

I missed New York. Every break I had from the series, I'd fly back to the East Coast just to get back onstage.

He who is harmony with Nature hits the mark without effort and apprehends the truth without thinking.

The world is wide, wide, wide, and I am young, young, young, and we’re all going to live forever!

We are never so poor that we cannot bless another human being, are we? So it is that every evil, whether moral or material, results in good. You'll see.

As believers we have no need to fear death. Christ himself assures us of a safe arrival home in heaven!

I don't want my writing to be recognized.

Fear is the fear of one's self.