No.You know this is wrong and you want to feel better about it.You don't want to admit your as ruthless and monstrous as the demons you claim to hate.
I've never met a politician who didn't deserve to be tossed into a pit full of Kallin, Beranabus grunts.
Ever hear of the phrase, Banging you're head on a brick wall?Ah, but you forget, Darren, vampires can break brick walls with their heads.
El tiempo nunca se detiene. Todos tenemos sitios a donde ir y obstáculos que superar
Destiny's what you make of it. You have to face whatever life throws at you.
But when Tel Hasani wasn't looking, he cast a worried eye over the snake, just incase there were any family resemblances.
What are you doing?Looking for my fangs.We don't grow fangs you idiot!
The secret to success is to stop when you're ahead.
So easy to take it for granted, but this is something no normal human was made to see. The world of magic has blessed me with wonders and it's only right to stop every now and then to appreciate it.
No, I said softly. You have to give it to me. You have to use it on Steve. He's dying. You can't let him die.I most certainly can.
I'm not a human anymore
I say to hell with Generals, Princes and the rest. Life is too short. I want to live, fight, love, die. Not waste my time studying.
He’s talking to rocks now, Kernel says. A definite lunatic, Kirilli purrs.
For a long time that's all I could do, howl and scream and cry like the wild animal of the night that I'd become.
Death is the worst this world can throw at you, Darren -- if you accept it, it has no power over you.
The pain didn't bother me. In fact, I welcome it: It meant I was alive.
You think it amusing to have a death sentence imposed on us, sire?
When he faced me again, he looked ashamed of himself. I have gravely underestimated you, Darren, he said. I will not do so again. I made a wiser choice than I realized when I chose you to serve as my...
Por lo menos estaba siendo honesto. Como ya he dicho, siempre prefiero la verdad –por desagradable que ésta pueda ser— a una mentira. Con la verdad, uno sabe el terreno que pisa.
Mr. Crepsley was every bit as composed as he'd sworn he would be. He didn't even shed a tear when the funeral litter was set alight. It was only later, when he was alone in his cell, that he wept loud...