“There are many teenage vampire books you could have purchased instead. I'm grateful you made this choice.”
“A hard choice. Water or books. Hmm. One could always have wine instead.”
“I supposed, perhaps, you miss the promise of what could have been, while at the same time you are grateful that what it was instead is over.”
“You're a vampire." I laughed."Half," he came back, as if there was a huge difference. "My father wasn't a vampire. He was a Lamarliere. I'm not some three-hundred-year-old pervert who kisses teenage girls, okay? I'm the same age as you. Born just like you.”
“About being grateful for what you have instead of yearning for what you think you want.”
“How could you pick, knowing that you'd have to go home and live with the choice you made?”