She could never understand why creatures of darkness had the slightest interest in spineless human girls.

Waddya want me to do? Through my sling shot at him?

I think that there should have been some nice wumpires,' said my sister, wistfully. 'Nice, handsome, misunderstood wumpires.'There were not,' said my father.

He was interested in the shadow herself - how her mind worked, what motivated her, her essence, how she came to be. It was a fascinating phenomenon.

If this were real life,Ed would have looked at her neck-bite, dead, burp, credits.

The night creeps in by subtle degrees while a show of fierce colors attracts and distracts me. I look up, suddenly aware of remote lights scattered overhead. I gasp as the last streak of fire dies on the horizon, and I comprehend it all too late. That crafty, dark night has swallowed my world whole.

When the time comes, don’t be afraid to open the door, just make sure you choose the right one.

A life without envy, hatred and lies was not a life worth living.

I wanted the monster back and that was plainly wrong.

You seem more...Optimistic than usual,' I observed. 'I haven't seen you like this before.'Isn't it supposed to be like this?' He smiled. 'The glory of first love, and all that. It's incredible, isn't it, the difference between reading about something, seeing it in pictures, and experiencing it?