“I didn't know how...deep love ran, how it was in your blood, not your heart, and how that same blood pumped through your veins your whole life.”
“Isn't it crazy how anger sometimes feels like joy? Just a crash of blood through your heart.”
“And your own heart generates enough pressure as it pumps blood throughout your body that it could squirt blood up to 30 feet. (I’ve never tried this, and I don’t recommend it.)”
“I take in great lungfuls of air. Atom by atom, the oxygen enters my blood and pumps in waves through my veins; it is tidal, this pumping blood. My heart beats mightily. If I ran any faster, gravity would loose its claims on my ankles, and my feet would pedal into the air.”
“I didn't know how I'd love you, when I walked into your life. Now I have a heart I cannot keep . . . ”
“Sookie, it is not your blood I love. I love you. Your heart, your mind, your soul... you have brought light back into my life”