The Angel of Death is always a young person, or a group of young people, you’ll begin seeing them left and right soon.
Madness doesn’t get off wearing gloves. It needs to feel skin on skin, smell the blood and shit as it brings itself off.
Writing Vampire Erotica is like writing sex scenes for porcupines.
It isn’t easy when life tears away the one person in a million you thought you could always trust.
Human’s aren’t concerned with reality, merely their perceptions of it.
I haven’t got time for a love life and that’s usually frustrating to the would-be lovers. Care to make a run for it?
I built them what they wanted and I made a profit off of it. Now they call me a god…What fools these mortals be.
Nice dress,” Victoria said.“Thank you,” Perpetua said. “Do you mind if I ask you a personal question?”Victoria blinked. “Uh, what?
Don’t you read the statistics? Guns are unisex these days.
I’m sure the ‘I wouldn’t fuck a murder conspirator’ argument wins over many an internal affairs review board. Bring him in. It’ll be in your favor.
On a wing and a prayer.” (After being asked how the angels make love in Milton’s Paradise Lost).
When I was a kid, they had a saying, ‘to err is human but to really fuck it up takes a computer.’
Some people, when there’s a threat of everything they have being ripped away at a moments notice, they place value on the things they can keep with them, or find anywhere, so they can say ‘these are my things, nobody else can touch them.’