Is It Better To Outmonster The Monsters

I Feel That If You Are Blessed, Or Lucky Enough, To Be Doing Well, You Should Help Others.

Twenty-three Stories Up And All I Could See Out The Windows Was Grey Smog. They Could Call It The City Of The Angels If They Wanted To, But If There Were Angels Out There, They Had To Be Flying Blind.

Everyone Wants To Grow Up To Be A Faerie Princess. Trust Me, It's Overrated

I Tended To Be Hard On The Egos Of A Certain Kind Of Men. The Ones Who Normally Swept Women Off Their Feet Had Never Moved Me Much, Because I'd Always Felt That If They Swept Me Off My Feet They'd Practiced On A Lot Of Women Before Me, And Would Practice More With Women After Me. I'd Rarely Been Wrong On That. ~anita Blake

If The Eyes Are The Window To The Soul, Then Edward's In Trouble 'cause No One Is Home.