“Excuse me? You're a lady?""I bought a title on the Internet. I own one square inch of Scotland. And you're changing the subject.”

“Morely: You're trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt”

“Hannah leaned against the wall. 'Mind if I call shotgun?''Since you're carrying one? Feel free.”

“Claire, I-Look, my life is one long series of screw-ups and bad decisions, and I know that. I own that. But you...I just want you to be happy. And it cuts me when you're not.""I'm happy with you."She heard the smile in his voice this time. "So what do you really want? A storybook life in Vampireville, with your life on the line every day and a half?""I'm considering it," she said. And she was.”

“You’re bleeding all over my couch.” I groaned. “Excuse the hell out of me.”

“We're clear," she said. "You're kind of a psycho. I get that”

“In this whole screwed up town, you're the only thing that's always been right to me," He whispered. "I love you, Claire" said Shane.”