“Vampires were myths, childhood stories– as were werewolves, mermaids and dragons. I believed none of it.”

“Love, really? We're vampires, not teenagers. Lust is for the weak.”

“When he whispered my name, that's when I knew- this was how death felt.”

“The day stared back an empty gray, with not a speck of white to give character to the lifeless sky.”

“I want to believe that things sometimes matter. I want to believe that what we had when we were children we can still have when we grow older. That there are some things in life that are worth holding on to.”

“And they were relieved they found me alive, well and none the worse for wear. They cared and they didn’t mind who knew it, not the hotel staff and customer onlookers, the police or the paramedics. Tough guys or not, I was one of them. I wasn’t Ms. Townsend anymore. I was Sadie, Rock Chick. How great was that?”

“Mara, baby, never believed this shit either but now I know you were made for me. So, seein' as that's true, it goes the other way too.”