I like pink.”Lucius sniffed. “It’s just red’s sorry, weak cousin.
Stupid Romanian bloodsucker. He was lucky I hadn’t bestowed another exalted scar on his imperial body.
Fear is the worst kind of grave, because it buries one alive.
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.
Why do humans always look at these things from the wrong perspective? Predators deserve our sympathy, too.
(Honestly, Raniero, are we the only noble-born Vladescus who would know, for certain, that Bluetooth is not some dread, vampire-specific disorder involving lack of oxygen to the gums? I fear it is true.)
One should never confuse fashionable with beautiful
This is eternity, Antanasia,” he said, both warning and imploring. “Eternity.
I was wrong to insult you, and not only because you are my hosts. I am afraid that I mistook kindness for weakness. My apologies. I stand – only with your aid – profoundly corrected.
It is strange how love is a source for power––can spur the desire to fight to the death, or to fight back from something that seems like death for long enough to write a coherent note––but also of weakness.
Why did I sign up for this?”Because we grow by challenging ourselves.