“You can scrub and scrub, but sometimes something doesn't just go away. It . . . it stains you.”

“Fury ignited behind my breastbone , a hot glow like coals blooming into something sharp and dangerous. It was the same old crap- someone thinking they can push you around because you're young, because you're helpless. You had to just sit there and take it because you were under a certain number , because you weren't a real person yet; you could be picked up and dropped like a toy, left behind or thrown away...”

“Why do you suppose Scarabus had to hide his sister?" I just knew I was going to say something snide. "For snacking later?"There were a couple of gasps, one horrified chuckle, and several snorts.”

“I'm going to draw whoever it is off so you can go back to the dorms and fuck yourselves.”

“Come on. Say something, Dru. Don't just sit there and look like I've stabbed you. Christ.”

“Doesn't it bother you? That I....well, that I wanted to....suck his blood?”

“And death doesn't wait for you when your rested and ready. It sneaks up on you when your exhausted and hungry and cold and so scared you can't even see straight”