You’ve been the least useless apprentice I’ve ever had.

[Myrnin to Claire about their costumes of Pierrot and Harlequin, respectively]”Don’t they teach you anything in your schools?””Not about this.””Pity. I suppose that’s what comes of your main education flowing from Google.

You can’t go around… licking things that come out of a water treatment plant. That’s just… unsanitary.

She can go with us to the lab and keep Myrnin pinned down while we pull the plug, if he’s not… you know, better.””Define BETTER with that guy.””Not all fangs and raaaaar.

I’m worried he’s going to … do something crazy.” “He lives in a hole in the ground, dresses funny, and occasionally eats his assistants,” Eve said. “Define crazy.

Bad men skulking in the darkness have always been there, and always will.

I never meant it,” he was saying. “Never meant it to happen. Can’t stand it,seeing her suffer. Must do something, do something… What do I do? What can I do…?

You’re always caring about strays and outcasts among us, myself included. You really are a very odd girl, you know; so little sense of what is good for you.

You okay?””Fine.””Your heart’s beating really fast.””Gee, thanks. That’s very comforting that you can hear it.”He smiled, and it was the old Michael, the one she’d first met before all the vamp stuff.”Yeah, I know it...

She was almost at the top of the steps, and Shane was right behind her, when she heard Myrnin say, in a quiet voice that was like the old Myrnin, the one she actually liked,...

I’ve got yours.

Now could you please ask these idiots to stop pointing their bullets at me? It’s terribly wasteful.

People bond themselves into families and groups for protection, and strangers…strangers are always at risk.

They came out in a dim, damp basement – a generic sort of place, full of moulding boxes. ‘You take me to the nicest places,’ Claire said, and sneezed.

It’s dreadfully unfair to say things like that when this is likely the last time we will speak and we both know you don’t mean what you say. It’s pure selfishness that you want to...

I hardly think there’s any chance of that,” Amelie said. “I doubt you have the capacity.

Even bipolar vampires needed sleep from time to time, and he was well past his recommended safe dosage of stress.

He started to touch the mechanism under the keyboard, then pulled his hand back with a snap.”Ah,” he said. “Must deactivate the security….Turn around, please.””What?””Turn around, Claire. It’s a secure password!””You have GOT to be...

Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead,” he called. “And you said my dispersal system would never work!