Let's just say you may regret that second piece of cake. Oh my God. Regret cake? Whatever was about to happen must be truly evil.

I bet she woke up with her hair looking like something out of a Pantene commercial while little bluebirds circled around her head, and raccoons brought her breakfast or something.

Whoa, I'm your girlfriend now?" Archer shrugged. "We've tried to kill each other, fought ghouls, and kissed a lot. I'm pretty sure we're married in some cultures.

I should say upfront that I have never been in a cellar in my life. In fact, I can see no reason why anyone should ever go into a cellar unless there is wine involved.

Dad was at his desk when I opened the door, doing what all British people do when they're freaked out: drinking tea.

"Okay," I said,hoping I sounded confident, like taking the life force out of ghouls was one of my favorite hobbies, right up there with knitting and sudoku.

But this room looked like it had been decorated by the unholy lovechild of Barbie and Strawberry Shortcake.

When someone tells you somebody’s been murdered, laughing is probably not the best response. You know, for future reference.But laughing is exactly what I did.

Um...Mercer? Haven't seen you in nearly a month. I was expecting something like, 'Oh Cross, love of my heart, fire of my loins, how I've longed--

I would actually write books totally full of nothing BUT kissing scenes, but apparently people like books to have, like, "plots" or whatever.

Jackass, jackass on the wall, where's the info on Hex Hall?

Daemon pressed his forehead against mine. "Oh, I still want to strangle you. But I'm insane. You're crazy. Maybe that's why. We just make crazy together.

I want the French people to respect values that allow each individual to practice his or her faith, but in the frame of our common rules of secularism.

I must say I am not pleased to have to arrange the Senate schedule around the availability of Senators who are running for President.

Ah, Lord Jesus! I never knew Your love till I understood the meaning of Your death.

We did not know there were other people besides the Indian until about one hundred winters ago, when some men with white faces came to our country.

I came out when I was 15 and I was a very active teenager in that regard.

Stupid truth, always resisting simplicity

It is the youth who sees a great opportunity hidden in just these simple services, who sees a very uncommon situation, a humble position, who gets on in the world.

Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.

The truth is in the kisses.