Never Argue When You're Winning.

He'd Kill You All Right. No Sweat. But For The Wrong Reasons. Amateur's Reasons. Of Course, You'll Be Just As Dead.

There Comes A Point When You Just Love Someone. Not Because They're Good, Or Bad, Or Anything Really. You Just Love Them. It Doesn't Mean You'll Be Together Forever. It Doesn't Mean You Won't Hurt Each Other. It Just Mean You Love Them. Sometimes In Spite Of Who They Are, And Sometimes Because Of Who They Are. And You Know That They Love You, Sometimes Because Of Who You Are, And Sometimes In Spite Of It.

I Sat On The Bed. Neither Of Us Said Anything. I Wasn't Slick And Sophisticated Enough For This. What Do You Say To Boyfriend A When He Finds You Naked In The Bed Of Boyfriend B? Especially If Boyfriend A Turned Into A Monster The Night Before And Ate Someone. I Bet Miss Manners Didn't Cover This At All.

Zebrowski Says That If You Killed Someone Else Just Hide The Body, He's Not Starting Over On The Paperwork.

Edward's Grief If You Die Will Be A Terrible Thing. It Will Hurt Him, A Lot, And Men Like Him Never Grieve Alone. He Will Spread His Grief All Over Us, Not Because We Failed, But Because It'll Give Him Something To Focus On So He Doesn't Have To Feel The Pain.