“Yes, I can talk and think at the same time. Most people can, though I suppose you wouldn't know that from personal experience.Elena (Bitten)”

“Elena?""Yes, unless Nick found a woman in the forest, which I suppose wouldn't be too surprising.”

“Life experience. I can talk it up, vow to broaden my horizons, but I’m still limited to the experiences with my life.How can a person understand an experience that lies completely outside her own? She can see it, feel it, imagine what it would be like to live it, but it’s no different from seeing a movie on a screen and saying, “Thank God that’s not me”.”

“You forget, darling, I am the local psychopath." ~Clayton Danvers, Bitten”

“He blocked me. " What'd you do, Chloe?"I sidestepped. He sidesteped."You like him, don't you?" he said. "Yes, I like him. Just not...""Not what?""Talk to Simon. He's the one who thinks...""Thinks what?"Step. Block."Thinks what?""That there's someone else," I blurted before I could stop myself. I took a deep, shuddering breath. "He thinks there's someone else.""Who?"I was going to say I don't know. Some guy from school, I guess. But Derek's expression already knew the answer. The look on his face...It'd been humiliating before, having Simon accuse me of liking Derek, but that was nothing compared to how I felt when I saw Derek's look. Not just surprise, but shock. Shock and horror."Me?" he said. "Simon said he thinks you and I are-" "No, not that. He knows we aren't-""Good. So what does he think?""That I like you." Again, the words flew out before I could stop them.”

“Then he reached up and tore my shirtfront open. "Not much to see, is there?" I said, struggling to talk with a crushed windpipe. "I know, I know, they can fix things like that these days. Call me a feminist, but I think a woman's worth should be defined not by the size of her bust, but - " I rammed my fist up into his Adam's apple. He grunted and stumbled back. "- by the strength of her right hook.”

“You're telling me that you can raise the dead by simply summoning?""Yes.""My God," she whispered, staring at me."What have they done?"Hearing her words and seeing her expression, I knew I'd just done something worse than raising the dead-- I'd confirmed her worst fears about us.In her eyes, I saw the same thing I saw when people looked at Derek.I saw fear.And I knew we were in trouble.”