What is fear after all? It is indecision. You seek some way to resist, escape. There is none.

“It was as if the empty nights were made for thinking of him. And sometimes I fo…”

“Não importava que Deus no céu fosse católico, protestante ou hindu. O que impor…”

“I wouldn't write a book to tell you that a vampire was happy.”

“How shameful. How predictable! How insipid. And how sweet.”