We Need To Stop Fighting Christian Against

‎there's No Way To Cheat A Sensualist Like Me, Somebody Who Can Die Laughing For Hours Over The Pattern Of The Carpet In A Hotel Lobby.

Do We Have To Confess Our Loves To Everyone?" Asked Thorne Softly. "can We Not Keep Some Secrets?

You Sense My Loneliness, (...) My Bitterness At Being Shut Out Of Life. My Bitterness That I'm Evil, That I Don't Deserve To Be Loved And Yet I Need Love Hungrily. My Horror That I Can Never Reveal Myself To Mortals. But These Things Don't Stop Me, Mother. I'm Too Strong For Them To Stop Me. As You Said Yourself Once, I Am Very Good At Being What I Am. These Things Merely Now And Then Make Me Suffer, That's All

I Think Any Supernatural Hero Today, Whether He's A Vampire, Werewolf, A Resuscitated Mummy, Whatever He Is, Is Going To Have To Deal With The Fact That Scientists Are Going To Want To Catch Him And Study Him. His Big Enemy Is Not Going To Be Dr. Van Helsing Today, It's Going To Be The Doctor Who Wants To Put Him In A Lab And Get His Blood For What It Can Do To Cure Disease Or Grant Immortality.

We Are Predators, Whose All-seeing Eyes Were Meant To Give Them Detachment.