“Kill you all!” The clown was laughing and screaming. “Try to stop me and I’ll kill you all! Drive you crazy and then kill you all! You can’t stop me!”

“I’m Allen Walker!”My life….is over…I’m going to die….”

“GONE TO STATICit sounds better than it is,this business of surviving,making it throughthe wrong placeat the wrong timeand livingto tell.when the talk shows and movie creditswear off, it’s just me and my dumbluck. this morningI had that dream again:the one where I’m dead.I wake up and nothing’smuch different. everything’s gonesepia, a dirty bourbon glassby the bed, you’re still dead.I could stumbleto the shower,scrub the luck of breath off my skinbut it’s futile.the killer always wins.it’s just a matterof time.and I havetime. I have grief and liquor tofill it. tonight, the liquor and I aretalking to you. the liquor says, ‘remember’and I fill in the rest, your hands, your smile.all those times. remember.tonight the liquor and Iare telling you about our day.we made it out of bed. we miss you.we were surprised by the blood betweenour legs. we miss you. we made it to the videostore, missing you. we stoppedat the liquor storehoping the bourbon would stopthe missing. there’s always morebourbon, more missingtonight, when we got home,there was a stray catat the door.she came in.she screams to be touched.she screamswhen I touch her.she’s rightat home.not me.the whisky is openthe vcr is on.I’m runningthe film backwardsand one by oneyou come back to me,all of you.your pulses stutter to a beginyour eyes go from fixed to blinkthe knives come out of your chests, the chainsawsroar outfrom your legsyour wounds seal overyour t-cells multiply, your tumors shrinkthe maniac killerdisappearsit’s just you and meand the bourbon and the movieflickering togetherand the air breathes us and I am home, I amluckyI am rightbefore everythinggoes black”

“The best of meis when I allow you to witness my dumbness,or let you to listen to my manly voice cry .Now that’s the best of me,trust me its is.”

“I feel a blood moon rising” Neesa”

“WEST SALEM ~ October 2011A sudden vision, fraught with malevolence and darkness, obscured her sight. The face of a menacing figure turned from the shadows of his grisly handiwork and stared at Sorcha.Her muscles tensed. By the Goddess, could he see her?Please! No!She wanted to scream, to run, but the vision ensnared her into the horrific moment like a fly in a spider’s web.”

“Do not be so ridiculous, I can more easily find you someone else.” Gripping the bars of his prison so strongly that the bones of his knuckles showed prominently through his pale skin, the monster growled again, “I will have no other.” Nearing the end of his patience, Klaus demanded, “Why? Why are you being so impossible?” Turning to the diminutive creature beneath the blanket, he smiled nastily, his light red eyes gleaming, “Because he wants her.”

“I can’t be yours forever, Mab,” I told her, the words flying into my mouth as if by magic. “I already belong to someone else. I belong to Alice!”

“Time is tick, tick, ticking away. How many souls will I capture today? Will they be a challenge or will they be given? Only time will tell as the clock keeps tick, tick, ticking. Your god has arrived with enough hatred for y’all, with enough evil for the big and small, so come one, come all. I will shred your souls and place them in my satchel, call you a settler and make you my peddler. Come one, come all, come stand behind your god. I will lead you into the darkness of Earth’s end. Come one, come all, my wilted flowers, come claim your title, speak out and cheer it. Come one, come all, let’s have a ball, my wilted flowers . . . Sweet, Unconquerable Spirits.”

“The northern star changes its position every ten thousand years, but friendships can last for all eternity.— RJPeters”

“The first rule in the book of love is acceptance.”

“But I promise you, you guys can do it. In four days you’ll be the happiest person Earth has ever seen. You’ll stand by the ocean and feel the salty sea spray tingling in your nose. You’ll be with people you know and love, and you’all appreciate how beautiful everything is. You’ll see cars behind you in your rear view mirror, and maybe you’ll laugh at the driver’s faces. Because they’ll look annoyed, bored, angry. And you’ll realize what they’re missing. You’ll live a long and happy life, Mia. Because when you get home, you’ll realize that anything is possible. You mustn’t ever forget that.”

“I CALL on world believers of righteousness to wage ‘all-out war’ on the World Government, the infidels…”

“Jihad is obligatory, not only for the Muslims!”

“A Call For The Overthrow Of The World Government!”