“I'm Paige," I whispered.He was serious, for once. "Are you the first page, or the last?"I didn't answer, not right then.”

“Most of all I grieve for my soul because even though I do, finally, believe there is a God, and that I have met him, I do not know if he has given me an immortal soul, but only one that was to last me as long as my body lasted. I do not know if when the last page of my book is closed, that will be the end of me.”

“How do I explain a life that has lasted for billions of years? It is almost as if I must start with an apology for being alive when everyone I once knew is dead.”

“I turned to look into his face one last time. It was as if I could see the whole universe in his eyes. Maybe he was God, maybe he was simply enlightened. I didn't care right then, in that blessed moment, I just loved him. Later, though, the love was to turn to hate, to fear. They seemed so opposite, the feelings, yet they were all one note on his flute.”

“-I do not want to die- Then you should not have been born (Sita)Last Vampire”

“I think of Krishna and his deep blue eyes. It is said, in the hidden scriptures in India, that to focus on the eyes of the Lord is the highest spiritual practice a human being can proform. It's suppose to be equal to the greatest act of charity, which Jesus describes in the Bible as sacrificing one's life to save the life of another.The Vedas, the Bible, it's true, they overlap a lot.Maybe gazing into Krishna's eyes...Pain...Pain...Pain...Is equal to Christ's sacrifice.I'm only suffering this pain to protect John. It doesn't matter that he won't see me. I still love him, I will always love him. And in this exquisitely agonizing moment, I realize he refused to see me because he wanted to force me to see him inside. Ah, that's the key! This practice of visualizing that I'm staring into Krishna's blue eyes, I've done it before.But this is the first time I see him staring back at me!The Agony comes, and it does not get transformed into bliss.If anything it is worse than before. Except for one thing.The pain does not obliterate my sense of "I."I'm still Sita, the last vampire.”

“It is a paradox. Life is that way. God designed it that way. I believe I met him once. He was full of mischief.”