J.A. London Quotes

Not all the monsters have fangs.

We humans are destined to die, which means we're willing to do it for a cause.

Sometimes leaving is the only way to appreciate what we have.

For some reason, I thought Victor could heal that wound better than anyone else. It's strange to think that this vampire, the embodiment of all my hatred, could act like a suture.

I've always thought that if I bury my feelings now, I can dig them up later when I have time to deal with them.

I press my face against his chest, inhale his scent, take comfort from it. "I'm so sorry, Victor. I'm not sure I realized how truly awful this is for you."
"It could be worse. I might not have you."
I sink against him.
"Trust me," he whispers.

I start to cross the street, stop, turn back. "You are not what I thought."
He smiles. A devastatingly beautiful smile.
I race across the street to my apartment building, to home, to safety. Because that smile scares me for reasons I can't explain. I only know that it makes me want to see him smile again.

One cannot fight for so long without the scars building on one's soul.

For most vampires, it's an automatic response - scent blood, fangs drop.

The vampires took everything from me, but I'm looking into the eyes of one who has the power to give me back a reason to live, who can heal my gaping hole of sorrow.

My life will be measured in years; his will be measured in memories. I'm determined that whatever time we have together will never fade from his mind.

He turns to leave, stops, looks back at me. "Just so you know: What you did for Victor means a lot to us. You could have left him to die."
"No, Richard, I couldn't."
I see in his eyes that he understands. I didn't save Victor because I knew that his being alive was best for Denver. I gave him my blood because I didn't want to live in a world without him in it.

The movie is all illusion. How people wish things were.