L.J. Smith

“Insulting a bunch of dead witches not smart...”

“It would be like losing me, like losing my own soul, Rob said, but it was't really like him saying it to her, it was as if he were simply realizing these things himself. And now it's like finding my soul again. The other half of me.”

“She couldn't help thinking, even now about how handsome Damon looked, how wild and dark and ferocious and gorgeous. She could help thinking about the times he'd smiled at her, laughed at her, come to save her at her urgent call. She had honestly thought that someday... But now she felt as if her heart were breaking in two.”

“They weren’t a centuries old hunter and a seventeen year old girl, sitting here at the edge of the world. They were just two people, Bonnie and Damon.”

“So," dark Susurre said quietly, "if you follow the curve... in a way your Damon did die to save Fell's Church from another massacre like the one on that Japanease island. He kept saying that was what he'd come to the Nether World to do. Do you not think he would be satisfied? At peace?""At PEACE?!" Stefan spat bitterly, and Sage growled."Woman," you obviously have never met Damon Salvatore before." The tone in his voice--more resonant, more threatening somehow--made Elena finally break off her staredown with the red-haired Idola. She turned and looked----and saw the enormous room filled with Sage's outspread wings.”

“You turned your back on me when I needed you.”

“He was evil. Cruel, capricious, and dangerous as a cobra. A prince of darkness.Completely evil, and completely in love with her.”

“Julian: She's very strong, you know. Much too good for you.Tom: I know. But she's a thousand times too good for you.”

“Audrey: I was wet.Michael: Sweat.Audrey: I don't sweat.Michael: Well, ladylike perspiration, then.”

“Julian: What's black inside, white outside, and hot?Jenny: What?Julian: A wolf in sheep's clothing.Jenny: Is that what you are?Julian: Me? No, I'm a wolf in wolf's clothing.”

“It cast an unholy glow all around him - which was entirely appropriate, because Julian was as seductive as mortal sin and as haughty as the devil.”

“He had been so many things. Seductive as silver and deadly as a cobra. And vulnerable like a hurt child underneath it all.”

“If, someday, Julian should be reborn, she wished him well.”

“They'd bitten her the little monsters. And now they were sitting on the floor and composedly licking the blood off their chops. A surge of violent revulsion passed through Cassie. From the doorway Faye chuckled. Maybe theyre not getting all their vitamins and minerals from the kitten chow she said.”

“Bonnie who had never hurt a - a harmless thing for malice. Bonnie who was like a kitten making airy pounces at no prey at all. Bonnie with her hair that was called something strawberry but that looked simply as if it was on fire. Bonnie of the translucent skin with the delicate violet fjords and estuaries of veins all over her throat and inner arms. Bonnie who had lately taken to looking at him sideways with her large childlike eyes big and brown under lashes like stars...”

“That was courage, Keller thought. Not doing something without being afraid, but doing something even though you were afraid.”

“I'm sorry you grew up around ugly people" - Diana”

“E io che c'entro?", disse Gabriel, rilanciando il foglio a Kaitlyn. Era sdraiato sul letto a leggere una rivista di automobili - vetture di lusso. "Non è un problema mio". Kaitlyn afferrò il foglio a mezz'aria. Aveva dovuto ricorrere a tutto il suo autocontrollo per entrare in quella stanza. Probabilmente non avrebbe dovuto farlo, ma in quel momento non riusciva ad affrontare Rob da sola, e Anna era al telefono con i suoi familiari dall'ora di cena. Kaitlyn si sforzò di mantenere la calma. "Se c'è qualcosa di vero in quello che sostiene Marisol, allora è un problema di tutti", disse a Gabriel con fermezza. "E tu sei stato l'unico a dire che qui c'era qualcosa che non andava". Il ragazzo si strinse nelle spalle. "E allora?". Kait aveva voglia di urlare. "Tu sei convinto che ci sia qualcosa che non va - ma non t'importa di scoprirlo? Non vuoi fare niente?". Un accenno di sorriso baleno sulle labbra di Gabriel. "Certo che voglio fare qualcosa. Farò quello che so fare meglio". Kaitlyn non voleva dargli soddisfazione, ma non riuscì a nascondere la propria curiosità. Anche se si sentiva ridotta a fare la spalla di un comico, buttò lì la domanda: "E cosa sarebbe?" "Pensare a me stesso", rispose compiaciuto Gabriel. Gli occhi neri scintillarono di maligna soddisfazione.”

“Appena la porta si chiuse, Kait disse "Gabriel - come l'arcangelo?". Non riuscì a nascondere l'inflessione pesante di sarcasmo nella propria voce. La porta si riaprì, e Gabriel la soppesò con un lungo sguardo. Poi fece balenare un luminoso, allarmante sorriso. "Tu puoi entrare ogni volta che vuoi", disse.”

“Whatever. I just won’t have Elena hurt, is all. Or the little red-headed witch.” “Ah, yes, sweet Bonnie. I wouldn’t mind one or two like her. One for Samhain and one for the Solstice.”Damon snorted drowsily. “There aren’t two like her; I don’t care where you look. I won’t have her hurt either.”

“Cassie looked up at him, her fingers still intermeshed with his. "Sorry," she said unsteadily. "I was just scared." "Remind me to get you scared frequently," Nick said. He looked slightly dazed.”

“And I know you thought a lot of him. I realize I'm hardly the perfect substitute, but like I said, the way things are going maybe it's stupid to wait for perfection." Suddenly he was looking directly at her and Cassie saw something in his mahogany eyes she'd never seen before.”

“This is weird," he said, looking around the room, and taking another gulp from his glass. "This is so weird ... I don't know what I'm doing. I've got deliveries to make ..." Then he said, "Gee, you're pretty." Gee? thought Cassie. Gosh. Golly. Oh, my God. "Thanks," she said weakly, and glanced around the room for help.”

“You're a witch, she reminded herself. You should love cemeteries. They're probably your natural habitat.”

“Listen to me," he said, and to her dismay he stepped closer. "When I first met you," he said, "I had no idea you were one of us. How could I? But I knew that you were different than that phony friend of yours. Not just another pretty girl, but somebody special.”

“You'll be mine before the next snow flies.”

“All the talking in the world couldn't even prove you and the other person both saw the same color red.”

“I do believe in shooting the messenger.You know why? Because it sends a message.”

“Elena is mine.”

“I can awaken things inside you that have been sleeping all your life. You're strong enough to live in the dark, to glory in it. You can become a queen of the shadows. Why not take that power, Elena? Let me help you take it.”

“I love you Stefan, never let that go.”

“This was the problem with having walls so hard and high and unscalable, she supposed. When they came down, they crumbled completely, shattering into nothingness. She felt utterly defenseless right now.”

“There is a Shadow World, like our own but different, existing alongside ours but never touching. Some people call it the world of dreams, but it is as real as anything else.”

“Light to darkness, Jenny. Darkness to light. It's always been that way.”

“All her violence had drained away, replaced by a fear older and deeper than anything she'd ever experienced. An old, old recognition. Something inside her knew him from a time when girls took skin bags to the river to get water, a time when panthers walked in the darkness outside mud huts. From a time before electric lights, before candles, when darkness was fended off with stone lamps. When darkness was the greatest danger of all.”

“You didn’t feed from her,” he said, and this was not a question.“Swill poison? Not my kind of fun, little brother.”One corner of Stefan’s mouth quirked up. He made no response to this, but simply looked at Damon with eyes that were... knowing. Damon bridled.“I told the truth!”“Going to take it up as a hobby?”

“Looks like Faye's doing a little extracurricular activity," a voice behind her murmured, and Cassie turned gratefully. Nick nodded at the guy who was occupying the seat there, and the guy scrambled up and left. Cassie hardly noticed the occurrence, it was so common. The kids from Crowhaven Road indicated what they wanted, and the outsiders gave it to them. Always. It was the way things worked.Nick sat in the vacated chair and took out a pack of cigarettes. He opened it,shook one forward. Then he noticed Cassie.Cassie was staring at him with her eyebrows lifted, her best Diana expression on. Disapproval radiating from her like heat waves."Ah," Nick said. He glanced at the cigarettes, then at her again. He tapped the protruding cigarette back into place and tucked the pack in his pocket."Bad habit," he said.”

“Sometimes I think if I blink, you'll disappear”

“Arthur," she said, "there are some things quite beyond your powers.""Yes, I know," he said steadily. "But if no one ever tries to strive against them no one will ever succeed. We must simply do our best, you know. And hope.”

“Well, now, look at you, is that a halo? Did you get canonized while I wasn`t looking? Am I addressing St. Stefan now?”

“A bright haze seemed to lie over everything, and she had a feeling of unreality, but the scene itself looked almost unbelievably wholesome, like something out of a commercial. Just your average family sitting down to eat turkey, she thought. One slightly flustered aunt, worried that the peas will be mushy and the rolls burnt, one comfortable uncle-to-be, one golden-haired teenage niece and her baby sister. One blue-eyed boy-next-door type, one spritely girlfriend, one gorgeous vampire passing the vegetables. A typical American household.”

“When she got control of herself a few minutes later, she realized that in his arms she felt almost what she had in her dream, that inexpressible sense of peace and security. Of belonging, utterly.As long as her soulmate was alive, and they were together, she would be all right.”

“To touch him in ways he'd never been touched before, this person who, beyond all logic, was the other half of her. Who belonged to her. Who was her soulmate.”

“Soulmates. That was the word. Maggie could sense what it meant. Two people connected, bound to each other forever, soul to soul, in a way that even death couldn't break. Two souls that were destined for each other.”

“Evil will never find peace. It may triumph, but it will never find peace.”

“In the meantime, how about us doing some more sister things together?"Alys snorted. "Like what?"Oh, I don't know. Slay a few monsters, outwit a few magicians, drain a few Chaotic Zones, negotiate a few treaties..."And after lunch?"Janie returned the wry grin sweetly. "I'll let you know."The hero and the sorceress walked back up the path arm in arm.”

“They understand NOW," agreed Charles pointedly. "But what happens in a little while when the effects wear off and they remember everything except the reasons why they did it? They're going to be telling their parents they gave their car away to some kids who made them smell a leaf. And what do they say then?”

“Honesty is occasionally the best policy," she said yawning. And then she added, "By the Black Staff of Beldar, I am tired. If I can find a usable bed in what's left of my house I intend to collapse on it. And Elwyn, if you disturb me before dawn, I promise, I will turn you into a train of thought, and lose you.”

“But we did it," said Alys. "We found Morgana and we helped her. How can you worry about detentions when life as we know it has just been saved?”

“If you can find one good thing to say about her I'll turn vegetarian!”