Your destiny is shaped by choice, never by chance. Beware the decisions you make, no matter how small, for they will be your salvation...or your death.

Life isn't finding shelter in the storm. It's about learning to dance in the rain.

Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.

Everyone suffers at least one bad betrayal in their lifetime. It’s what unites us. The trick is not to let it destroy your trust in others when that happens. Don’t let them take that from you.

I tend to watch silently from the shadows. You learn a lot more that way.

You'll never see the moments coming that will for ever mutilate your life-at least not until after they've mowed you down. -Savitar

What are you? (a Daimon) Oh please, let me give you the job description. Me, Dark-Hunter. You, Daimon. I hit, you bleed. I kill, you die. (Zarek)

I am the god Apostolos. The Harbinger of Telikos. The Final Fate of all. Beloved son of Apollymi the Great Destroyer. My will makes the will of the universe. [Apostolos / Acheron Parthenopaeus]

Baby, I ain't trash. Trash is something you throw away. My people keep me.

Yeah, well, if ifs and buts were candy and nuts, then we’d never go hungry. (Syn)

The only vampires I've ever seen are the Goths trying to get a glimpse of Anne Rice's house, who drink strawberry sodas and tell each other it's blood.

He: I have this crazy yearning in my heart, to make you mine.She: Sure, go ahead and make me your bad habit!

You're either growing or dying. Stagnation does not exist in the universe.

I can be a better me than anyone can

I'm starting a new chapter in my [[life], and you have no idea how much that means.

The only way I could be extradited is through the principle of what my lawyers call "politics trumps law."

Oh! that fear When the heart longs to know, what it is death to hear.

A single idea, if it is right, saves us the labor of an infinity of experiences.

I'm trying to shut up and let my angels speak to me and tell me what I'm supposed to do.

If social security depresses savings rates, it is only because it is unfunded.

In the description of night in Macbeth, the beetle and the bat detract from the general idea of darkness - inspissated gloom.