“In films, we are voyeurs, but in novels, we have the experience of being someone else: knowing another person’s soul from the inside. No other art form does that. And this is why sometimes, when we put down a book, we find ourselves slightly altered as human beings. Novels change us from within.”
“My excitement has reemerged. The very fact that you loathe such an event and how it makes your blood boil is intriguing. I’m eager to see how you handle yourself. Do engage in a scandal for my benefit.”
Source: Moss Manor
“We screamed this primeval scream built on a base of freedom, raised from beauty of a dying breed, and threw our heads back to laugh or cry, I'm not entirely sure which. But the scream shook the golden sunset, bringing it to its knees.”
Source: Sixteenth Notes: the breaking of the rose-colored glasses
“You're elegance in a misunderstood form. Crystal quartz in a world of platinum. Oh, my dizzy boy, there's a fire in you that I use to warm my hands on chilly mornings.”
Source: Sixteenth Notes: the breaking of the rose-colored glasses
“And then it changed. I wasn't letting him anymore. He was taking, pawing, grabbing. I pushed, I cried out, I squirmed, but like I said it's a shitty game and he didn't feel like playing by the rules anymore.”
Source: Sixteenth Notes: the breaking of the rose-colored glasses
“This city is yawning before me, but I'm not tired.”
Source: Sixteenth Notes: the breaking of the rose-colored glasses
“My god, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... They're beautiful. You're beautiful.”
Source: Bloodlines
“...if you ever did want to come back to Lockwood and Company--I mean as a proper, permanent colleague, not just as a client, associate, or hanger-on, or whatever it is you are right now--we'd at least have the pleasure of each other's company for a bit before my untimely end...”
Source: The Creeping Shadow
“A certain shoemaker one of the chief towns of Silesia, in the year 1591, September 20, on a Friday betimes in the morning, in the further part of his house, where there was adjoining a little garden, cut his own throat with his shoemaker's knife.”
Source: A Clutch of Vampires: These Being Among the Best from History & Literature
“Me he enfadado. Conmigo por dar pasos atrás y contigo por no darlos al frente.”
Source: Primero de poeta