“We deal with so many nightmares on a regular basis. When Im watching a horror movie, theres a pattern, a sense of control in them. Im just an observer, not having to deal with any of the repercussi...”

“Alanna Carrington, head witch of the Philadelphia Coven, hurtled his way, and with her, trouble was a guarantee.”

“Hed fallen in the trap before of believing she had the cold soul of an ice queen, but moments like these, it seemed more like shed been encased a long time ago and couldnt break free.”

“A thousand words blossomed to her lips and died there, because no amount of speaking could communicate the depths of how hed affected her. Of how hed changed her.”

“He stroked her back and kept a fierce grip on her like shed fade away into one of the thousands of ghosts in this cemetery.”

“A chill swept through the air, the sort of graveyard kiss promising bad news to follow.”

“Sometimes failing is what's needed. I think it can put people in a good mood, to see someone fail. Let people entertain themselves. I think that's one of the reasons people are so lonely in this co...”

“A coffin... I'm in a coffin.The stories told to frighten children and old men, of warriors injured in battle and believed dead by their comrades, only to wake up buried six feet beneath the ground,...”

“Whoever is not in his coffin and the dark grave, let him know he has enough.”

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

“Every man who has reached even his intellectual teens begins to suspect that life is no farce that it is not genteel comedy even that it flowers and fructifies on the contrary out of the profoundes...”

“Let us love. Let our lives be a perpetual song of love for God, first of all, and for all human beings who suffer, love, and mourn. Let deep joy live in us. Let us be like the lark, enemy of the ni...”

“Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of wi...”

“My dear,Find what you love and let it kill you.Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.Let it kill you and let it devour your remains....”

“If you gave someone your heart and they died, did they take it with them? Did you spend the rest of forever with a hole inside you that couldn't be filled?”