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No serum can change who you are. Nor should you change. Genius or madness- it all depends on who's telling the story.

Love can sometimes do the impossible.

The ways of men and women are such a puzzle. And I could barely decipher my own feelings, let along anyone else's.

I can't say that I mind a little time with you before the world rises.

Sure enough, the door swung open and his wonderfully ugly face looked back at me.

He was a survivor, like me

The rising and falling cadence of words, carried on the wind, spoken in a language other than human.

I am a monster because I have too much of something.

The last thing the justice system is, is just.

How could a monster love anything but destruction?

We're going to die, aren't we?" I asked bitterly.
He held me so tight I could hardly breathe. But I wanted tighter still. "Not here. I swear it.

Do you have any idea of the pain [the animals have] suffered at human hands?

They always said crazy people never knew they were crazy.

Paranoia had crept into that part of my brain usually reserved for reason.

A smile can hide so much. A smile can be a lie.

You and me, we look out for each other. But I will take care of you a little extra, because I am your person, and you will always be my special horse.

My heartbeat faltered. He pulled away, taking a little piece of my heart with him.

It isn't about the sharpness of the blade, but the hand that holds it.' Science doesn't do good or ill by itself- it's the intention behind it.

Flesh, blood, bone
the body is only a container for who we truly are inside.

Dead flesh and sharpened scalpels didn't bother me. I was my father's daughter, after all. My nightmares were made of darker things.

Sometimes mistakes are worth making.

Miss Juliet,' he said calmly. 'I can smell you in the wall. Is something wrong/

Voice spoke in my ear, both familiar and terrifying. Don't run,

He left slowly, as if he had to pry himself away before he something improper. A growing part of me wished he'd stayed.

A scream hurled up my throat, but I never heard it. I'd slipped into a welcoming darkness.

Beauty had a way of masking something darker.

Apparently profanity had a way of making men listen.

Analyzing, always analyzing - I couldn't feel safe until I knew every aspect of what I was facing.

The Beast had been a monster. He'd been a murderer. And yet on some terrible, deep level, he had been the only one to truly understand me.

Sometimes you have to embrace the darkness to stop it.

Whether I'm right or wrong has nothing to do with gender.

Sometimes you remind me so much of your father it's frightening.

Curiosity shivered up my spine.

I was afraid that I'd forgotten all the colors of the rainbow, but I know just where I can find them again.

Call it sentimentality. Call it curiosity.
Just don't call it madness.

Perhaps they never die at all. I quite believe that myself, and it is a comfort, don't you think? That there is a place where no one ever grows old?

The longer I sat there, barely able to breathe, the more I recognized that just because society said something was one way hardly meant it was right