As the helpless vampire watched the transformation, it started screaming. It was still screaming when his rows of razor sharp teeth sank into its throat.

Patience is hard when your very soul cries for freedom.

Time after time, they brought each other to new heights of ecstasy, until finally, they lay spent in each others arms in the quiet peace and contentment that only lovers know.

He had existed for a long time and was fluent in many languages - most of them…dead ones.

He howled in despair as his body was enveloped by a terrifying and sickening darkness.

She leaned forward and whispered sensuously in his ear, 'I am Lilith and you are mine now - forever.

He screamed in agony as large black wings erupted from his back - each had four large talons on it.

Harley's eyes widened in horror, and a low moan of fear escaped his mouth. The back alley was filled with a vision from Hell.

The desert became grim, dark and foreboding. A silence of death lay over the land, and it seemed as though the very stars held their breath and twinkled no more.

Finally, both of them fell asleep together with their limbs entwined in the eternal position of a lover's embrace.

You have found love in your heart - and out of small changes come great things.

I never saw this coming - the little house was working its magic, connecting me to people and materials I never would have guessed would find their way into the picture.

I like the word ‘evil’. Scramble it a little and you will get ‘vile’ and ‘live’. ‘Good’, on the other hand, is just a command to ‘go do’.

Can I brush your hair?” she asked as she led the way, her disposition doing a 180 on a dime. Kids. Can’t live with ’em. Can’t eat ’em for lunch.

I am more afraid of my own heart than of the pope and all his cardinals. I have within me the great pope self.

It is much easier to ruin a man of principle than a man of none, for he may be ruined through his scruples. Knavery is supple and can bend; but honesty is firm and upright, and yields not.

I tend to not only read reviews, but also every little stupid thing online. It's a very bad idea, and there's a lot of angry people in the world. And it's weird to absorb all that weirdness.

I love round people, I love skinny people. I love people in general; we've got to get past labels and stop being so critical about everything.

What worries me is that now, communication is virtual.

The final entrance into Nirvikalpa Samadhi, into nirvana, God-realization, when you become the absolutely best friend of God, can only come when your love is completely pure.

So many bands are like, 'I'm real because I'm dirty.' If you have money for guitars, you can afford soap.