Rydstrom: To get it right this time.

Remember my titles? I don't get poisoned,I do the poisoning.I'm the princess of it.

Gods, I love it when you talk mathy to me.

Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.

And speaking of females, if I call you by one's name while my fangs are plunged deep in your neck, just run with it.

He gave her an indulgent look. I'll forgive these rash words for now. She sputtered, Forgive? Let's talk about who should be forgiving who.Whom, he corrected.Shut up! I'm in the right here. Remember all those things you did to me?

Lothaire:Hate scars. I'm physically flawless--why can't everyone be? Everywhere Lothaire went, people stopped and stared. Of course, then they usually ran.

Fate has a way of getting what she wants, no matter how we try to avoid it.

Two things that can never be contained? Velociraptors and zombies.

Never run from one such as me, female. You will no’ get away - and we like it.

My looks had gone from well-kempt cheerleader to apocalyptic disasterpiece.