His Eyes Widened Just A Bit, His

Never Argue When You're Winning.

If I'd Been Easily Discouraged, I Could Have Been A One-hit Wonder

There Are Only Two Kinds Of Vampire Hunters: Good Ones And Dead Ones.

That Was The True Terror Of Love, That You Could Love With Your Whole Heart, Your Whole Soul, And Lose Both

You Cannot Die Of Grief, Though It Feels As If You Can. A Heart Does Not Actually Break, Though Sometimes Your Chest Aches As If It Is Breaking. Grief Dims With Time. It Is The Way Of Things. There Comes A Day When You Smile Again, And You Feel Like A Traitor. How Dare I Feel Happy. How Dare I Be Glad In A World Where My Father Is No More. And Then You Cry Fresh Tears, Because You Do Not Miss Him As Much As You Once Did, And Giving Up Your Grief Is Another Kind Of Death.