Sometimes Love Isn't About Being Smart. Sometimes

I'd Been Willing To Kill For The People I Loved For A Very Long Time; Now I Had To Start Living For Them.

Do You Really Have The Ability To Control All Types Of Undead?" Magnus Asked. "can You Really Make A Hundred Shoes In A Single Night?" I Asked. Magnus Smiled. "wrong Kind Of Fairie.

Twenty-three Stories Up And All I Could See Out The Windows Was Grey Smog. They Could Call It The City Of The Angels If They Wanted To, But If There Were Angels Out There, They Had To Be Flying Blind.

Be Nice, Be Nice, Until It's Time To Stop Being Nice, Then Destroy Them.

You Can Never Have Too Much Coffee”, I Said He Turned And Smiled At Me. “you Think So, But The Rest Of Us Get A Little Od’ed On Your Level Of Caffeine.