Once Upon A Time Wasn't As Long

Love, Whether It's Friendship Or More, Is Like A Cup. It Fills Up Drop By Drop, Until One Last Drop And The Cup Is Full. The Liquid Hangs There Almost Above The Rim, Hangs There On Surface Tension Alone And You Know That One More Drop And It Will Spill Over.

I Spend Most Of My Waking Hours Confronting And Destroying Things That I Fear. A Thousand-year-old Master Vampire Was A Tall Order, But A Girl's Got To Have A Goal.

I’d Learned A Long Time Ago That You Can’t Prove A Negative. You Can Prove That You Did Something, But It’s The Devil To Prove You Didn’t Do Something.

I Turned Down Halloween Parties Every Year, Where People Wanted Zombies Raised At The Stroke Of Midnight Or Some Such Nonsense. The Scarier My Reputation Got, The More People Wanted Me To Come Be Scary For Them. I'd Told Bert I Could Always Go And Threaten To Shoot All The Partygoers, That'd Be Scary. Bert Had Not Been Amused. But He Had Stopped Asking Me To Do Parties.

I'd Been Willing To Kill For The People I Loved For A Very Long Time; Now I Had To Start Living For Them.