Some loves have to be given up, others have to be forgotten. Strange as it may sound, if you think of me as a monster, but I can love most passionately. I do not think of myself as evil.
Sita. He loved you and you loved him. You can’t measure that love by how many days you spent together.
If I become like you, I will have no will of my own. I will have no individuality, I will just be your puppet.’'True.’ Sio smiled thinly. 'But even a puppet may dance before its strings are drawn tigh...
He said how love was the sweetest expression of life. The one thing that made life worth living. Love made difficult tasks easy. Raising a family could be a great burden, but if there was love, the sa...
I do not want to die- Then you should not have been born (Sita)Last Vampire
They are so busy, Julia, trying to help the world that they've forgotten how to help themselves. They've forgotten how to be happy, and it is a happy man or woman who helps the world most.
The hourglass runs low...
Slow down. The party won't start until I get there - Jo, Remember me.Page 43.
In the heart are three emotions—I felt them then: love, fear, and hatred. I could see that an individual could only have one of the three at a time.
He was dead; I needed to let his memory go, too. That was the first step for me, before discrimination.Yet my love was the ghost of a young girl's dream. It walked alone in the abyss, stubbornly, wher...
Daydreaming had spun in her head a book-length soon-to-be affair with Percy. He would call her when she returned home, ask her out, pick her up in a Porsche, take her to an expensive restaurant and or...
Before I begin, may I ask how old you are?You may ask.How old are you?It's none of your business
As to blood—ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am often thirsty.
When you point your finger at someone, anyone, it is often a moment of judgement. We point our fingers when we want to scold someone, point out what they have done wrong. But each time we point, we s...
The desert surrounds your every step and you walk forever a thirsty man.
That is the mysterious thing about tragedy- it often strikes at the happiest moment.
Suddenly I felt the weight of shattered dreams.
Pretty girls always hate other pretty girls.
Love me...I am not evil.
Enjoy your life. No curse hangs over you, nor did it ever. No devil chases after your soul. Sing and dance and be merry.