Come on, " I said, taking his hand. Clutching the afghan with the other hand, he trailed down the hall after me, a snow white giant in tiny red underwear.

My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to.

Vampires. They wrote the book on possessive.

It's probably a bad indicator of your lifestyle when you miss your ex-boyfriend because he's absolutely lethal.

We could go back to your house. I can stay with you always. We can know each others bodies in every way, night after night. I could love you. I could work, you would not be poor. I would help you.

A piece of happiness should never be taken as due.

I hate witches. Humans had the right idea, burning them at the stake.

(Sookie's Thoughts on Debbie Pelt) she had been cruel to Alcide, insulted me grievously, burned a hole in my favorite wrap and—oh—tried to kill me by proxy. Also, she had stupid hair.

It was beautiful Eric, who desired me, who was hungry for me, in a world that often let me know it could do very well without me.

If there were an international butt competition, Eric would win, hands down—or cheeks up.

No words are too good for the cutting-room floor, no idea so fine that it cannot be phrased more succinctly.

You can only fail to pick the Castellan's pocket once

I never said to be like me, I say be yourself and make a difference.

Just be patient. Let the game come to you. Don't rush. Be quick, but don't hurry.

Tell me and I forget. Teach me and I remember. Involve me and I learn.

It's one of those things that if I was smart enough to explain it in words, I wouldn't have had to make a movie "World Of Tomorrow" out of it. It's a love letter to science fiction.

You know, I've had a bitter, hard life since I last heard your voice and if I've survived it's all because of you.

Political success is often dependent on the ability to be heard above the din of controversy and debate and to set a course with one's own compass.

I was the guy that told Bill Clinton he was going to win. I had gotten the final polling numbers. He had a comfortable lead. He was not going to lose.

The quality of our lives depends not on whether or not we have conflicts, but on how we respond to them.