“With Stefan, the line between good and evil, right and wrong, becomes increasingly blurred.”

“Life isn’t about how long you live it, but what you do with it. When you have lived for too long and experienced so much, the lines between right and wrong, good and bad, begin to blur. Immortality isn’t a goal, it’s a temptation–a punishment.”

“A clear division between good and evil, right and wrong, would simplify everything, but life was rarely simple.”

“In his world, there was right and wrong, good and evil. Hers contained no absolutes. Hers was a world of grays. Hers was what his was truly becoming. The irony didn’t escape him. At night, nothing was clear. Lines blurred. Shadows removed definitions.Her dreams led her to the darkest parts of London where he couldn’t follow and keep her safe. His dreams had ceased to exist long ago.”

“The line separating good and evil passes not through states, nor between classes, nor between political parties either -- but right through every human heart -- and through all human hearts. This line shifts. Inside us, it oscillates with the years. And even within hearts overwhelmed by evil, one small bridgehead of good is retained”

“Here, need blurs the line between good and bad, and a constant promise of random violence sticks like humidity down your back.”