But You Hate Poetry! Yes, But You

It’s Like A Cotillion, This Partners Business, Except With Killing.” “so, Exactly Like A Cotillion,” Said Simon.

Is There A Particular Reason You Keep Biting Vampires?" Will Touched The Dried Blood On His Wrists, And Smiled. "they Don't Expect It." "of Course They Don't. They Know What Happens When One Of Us Consumes Vampire Blood. They Probably Expect You To Have More Sense." "that Expectation Never Seems To Serve Them Very Well, Does It?

I Was Thinking About The First Time I Ever Saw You And How After That I Couldn't Forget You. I Wanted To, But I Couldn't Stop Myself.

That Though He Is Weak, He Can Still Burn.

Every Meeting Led To A Parting, And So It Would, As Long As Life Was Mortal. In Every Meeting There Was Some Of The Sorrow Of Parting, But In Everything Parting There Was Some Of The Joy Of Meeting As Well.