Oh, The Lies That I Have Told

Sweet To Think On It, That When We Are Last Weary Of All This World There Is The Rising Sun

Obviously, A Writer Can't Know Everything About What She Writes. It's Impossible.

...what Was The Good Of Being A Movie Werewolf? You Howled At The Moon; You Couldn't Remember What You Did, And Then Somebody Shot You.

I Would Die Rather Than Live Without You. I Would Die The Same Way He Died. I Can't Bear You To Look At Me The Way You Did. I Cannot Bear It If You Do Not Love Me!" -claudia.

The Vampire Is An Outsider. He's The Perfect Metaphor For Those Things. He's Someone Who Looks Human And Sounds Human, But Is Not Human, So He's Always On The Margins.