“Émilie. A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.”

“There is a picture of me in their heads, a picture of someone I don't know yet. She is not the chubby girl with the braces and bad perm. She is not the girl hiding in the bathroom at recess. She is someone new, a blank slate they have named beautiful. That is what I am now: beautiful, with this new body and face and hair and clothes. Beautiful, with this erasing of history.”

“Beautiful, beautiful girl I can see the sadness you hold in your eyesBeautiful, beautiful girl I see all of the pain you bury insideBeautiful, beautiful girl How much I long to make you smileMake you happy for awhileBring back the back the light to your lifeBeautiful, beautiful girlHave you let me love you for awhileBeautiful, beautiful girl”

“Beautiful night, isn't it, Police Girl? It's especially beautiful if you're a bloodsucker.”

“Girls aren't beautiful, they're pretty. Beautiful is too heavy a word to assign to a girl. Women are beautiful because their faces show that they know they have lost something and picked up something else.”

“Dear, sweet, beautiful girl,”