Heather Brewer Quotes

The worst pain in the world goes beyond the physical. Even further beyond any other emotional pain one can feel. It is the betrayal of a friend.

Whoever had decided that school should start so early in the morning and last all day long needed to be hunted down and forced to watch hours of educational televison without the aid of caffine.

Because teachers, no matter how kind, no matter how friendly, are sadistic and evil to the core.

It never gets easier, missing you. And sometimes I wonder if it ever will.

Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand.Vampires, after all, didn't sparkle.

The world is full of monsters with friendly faces.

Because pieces of your heart clearly weigh more when they're sitting shattered at the bottom of your stomach.

If citizens followed their leaders' example throughout history, the human race would have died out centuries ago.

People fear what they can't understand and harm what they fear.

Vlad made a mental note to amend the friend code: thou shalt not date the girl that thy best friend has a crush on...nor shalt thou try sticking thy best friend in the chest with a sharp hunk of wood.

I'm a creature of the night for God's sake And she wants me home by eleven?

Sometimes you have to be alone to think, and sometimes the best place for thinking isn't home.

If stakes and garlic were the top two things that could kill a vampire, ninth grade gym was a close third.

Dude, you're a vampire. EVERY day sucks for you.

Lesson #456 of high school life: Never, EVER trust an alarm clock.

Morning, sunshine." Vlad blinked at her. "Morning, sulfuric acid." "Pardon me?" "Well, isn't it just kinda wrong to call a vampire 'sunshine'?

I'm too tired to reign over vampirekind, let alone enslave the human race.

I drive well! Says who your mom? No actually, she won't even get in the car with me.

Don't you find any irony in a vampire sucking up?

Funny how mishearing things-or not hearing them at all-can really screw things up

A label doesn't make something so. A label is just a word. It's what a person does that makes them who they are

It was tough attempting to be social with people who'd rather pretend you didn't exist.

Nothing could convince Aunt Nelly to let Vlad stay home for the duration of the school year, which just goes to prove that parents and guardians don't care if they're sending you to face bloodthirsty monsters, so long as you get a B in English.

To his amazement, he could already hear Henry snoring in the backseat. That guy could fall asleep on a car trip to the mailbox.

Mmmmm. Warm chocolate chip cookies. Not even AB negative can compare.

Oh my glob!

Vlad's heart sank into his stomach, then squeezed its way down his leg and popped out of the hole in his shoe, where it struck the floor and broke.

Vlad had found himself longing to encounter those of his own kind, to travel to the streets of Elysia-that far away world, but after a while it seemed more of a fairy tale than anything else. Like Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy, only with fangs.

Getting staked had been a hard lesson in choosing one's friends wisely.

Otis D'ablo is alive! Do you here me? He is alive and trying to kill me!

...Your angry and jealous and in the mood to do some forceful dentistry

What are we going to blow up?" Morgan sighed happily and slapped joss on the back. " Kid... you just said my seven favorite words.

Henry shrugged. "I've kissed plenty of girls." "I'm not talking about your mom,dork.

Vlad decided that teachers' ideas were a lot like bunches of garlic-intriguing from afar, but up close sadly sickening and, if you weren't careful, DEADLY.

According to his dad's journal, vampires had been through some of the worst epidemics in history. And apparently, during the days of the Black Plague, their biggest complaint had been rotten "food".

Bullying is a horrible thing. It sticks with you forever. It poisons you. But only if you let it.

Someday, my young friend, you'll find out that girls are actually people too. Just like you and me.

Joss's ears perked up. He loved libraries. Nowhere else in the world felt so safe and homey. Nowhere else smelled like books and dust and happy solitude quite like a library did.

Do you believe i am the Pravus?

... but if I've learned one thing, it's this: forgiveness is crucial. If you can't forgive someone you're mad at, that anger will poison you. You have to learn to let it go"... "people have reasons for doing the things that they do, especially when they care about you. You may not always understand what they are, but if you can try to understand the person then you might see that they really care, despite what happened." pg 100 Meredith to Vlad

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OH MY VLAD!

Wrong. Enemies don't fight with such determined passion. That kind of focus is reserved for friends at odds with one another." pg 69 Tomas to Vlad

If you thought eighth grade was tough, try it with fangs and a fear of garlic.

She raised a sharp eyebrow at him. "Vlad, no offense, but look at you. If you're not a vampire, you're clearly the most anemic goth I've ever seen."... "We believed you. Because that's what friends do." pg267 October to Vlad

Thw world is full of monsters with friendly faces.

A word of advice, if I may? Explosions are an excellent way to kill the undead. But you should probably take a few steps back first, kid.

Live and everyone would die. Die and everyone would live. It seemed like such a simple choice. But nothing is ever as simple as it seems.

Vampires,after all,don't sparkle.

Henry held up his taco- formerly Vlad's- and grinned. " Little known fact, gentlemen. Tacos are the food of genius." pg248 Henry to Vlad & Joss

Vlad blinked, unsure where her question was coming from and, more importantly, where it was going.

Kid, not everything in life can be summed up neatly in a paragraph. No book has all of the answers. Not even the really good ones. You have to find the answers yourself sometimes.

People says it gets easier. People are stupid." -Vlad

Present company excluded, this looked to be the most pleasant detention ever experienced by mankind. Further proof that librarians should run the world-or a least be in charge of detention at Bathory High.

There's nothing you can do, Sirus. No one can do this for me, and no one can swoop in and rescue me every time I'm challenged. I have to do this on my own.

They'll torture you for months before killing you if you run" Otis shrugged, as if this was an everyday occurrence.

Vlad twisted his wrist, pinching his fingers together, spinning the bronze coin on the table. When it fell, he picked it up and did it again, counting. Thirty-two times it had fallen Slayer Society up. Twenty-two times it was down.

A crease found it's way onto Joss's forehead. Because he was certain that Sirus was wrong. Girls were more complicated than boys. Girls communicated in a language that only they understood. And Joss wasn't sure at all that he would ever understand them.

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Let’s go eat turkey before I beat the crap put of my cousin.” The way he said it, Vlad wasn’t sure if Henry wanted to eat instead of beating Joss to a pulp, or if he just didn’t want to do it on an empty stomach.

It's funny how getting stabbed through the heart by a friend can bring your whole school year down.

Life is a killer on the other side of the stake. Especially if your a vampire or a slayer.

Some grown-ups could be so inherently stupid. Try banning homework sometime. You might see those straight A's so many parents long for.

I wuff aunt Newwy's chippen!

sometimes you have to be alone to think and sometimes the best place for thinking is'int home.

In Eternity.

I swallowed hard. It was my life. And it was my choice how I decided to live it.

When will it begin, anyway?" Sirus held his gaze for a moment, his eyes full of concern- a concern that Joss didn't understand. "Probably sooner than you're ready for." "When's that?" "Well." Sirus sighed, as if doing the math in his head."It'll take us about three minutes to gather this stuff and get to the cabin, and another two or three for Abraham to realize you're here. So I'd say you have about seven more minutes of freedom left.

Because all endings have a certain a certain amount of pain, just as all beginnings contain a certain amount of joy.

He knew with absolutely certainty why his chest felt so heavy and his stomach ached. Because pieces of your heart clearly weigh more when they're sitting shattered at the bottom of your stomach.

Putting a body in a box as a keepsake for mortals to cling to long after everything that was that person is gone - it turns my stomach. Graveyards are for the living, not the dead.

When the three of them stepped inside, they were greeted by the Muzak version of "Teenagers" by My Chemical Romance. Vlad and Henry exchanged looks of horror, and Vlad sighed. "Is nothing sacred?

If I ever find you lurking about in my thoughts again, Vlad, I will be most displeased. You stay out of my mind, and I'll sty out of yours. Agreed?

So what do we do?" "We do what all families do. Grin, bear it, and pass the mashed potatoes.

So with nothing to do but algebra, Vlad settled down in front of the television with controller in hand.

I don't know whether to punch you or hug you.

Because all endings have a certain amount of pain, just as all beginnings contain a certain amount of joy.

Some of you may think I'm a freak. While others may think I'm intriguing. Hot, some might say

Henry dropped his voice to a horrifed, but confused, whisper. "A knife? Or a dagger?" ... Vlad wrinkled his forehead in uncertainty. "What's the difference?"Henry shrugged as if it were obvious. "One's for eating; one's for stabbing.

Do you know how big snakes get? Or how many grains of sand are in the deserts? Or what lurks at the bottoms of the oceans' floors?"... "No." "Well, if you can't answer those simple scientific queries, then what makes you think that mankind is smart enough to discover vampirekind's existence?

Henry hooked his legs on the branch and flipped over gingerly, until he was hanging upside-down, grinning at Vlad. Then Henry's grin slipped. He fell to the ground several feet below with a thump, crying out as his body made impact. Vlad shimmied down the tree as fast as he could. "Henry ! Are you okay?" Henry sat up, clutching his wounded knee. He looked very much like he was going to start crying any second. A small, thin line of blood oozed from the scrape on his knee. Vlad's tiny fangs shot from his gums. Henry's eyes went wide, his injury all but forgotten. "What are those?" Vlad's small shoulders sank. He'd let his dad down. "They're my fangs." "Vlad, are you a vampire or something?" Henry's eyes were big, and Vlad was certain he saw fear in them. Not as much fear as when Henry had been falling from the tree, but close. He took a deep breath, glancing at the house. Then he sat down in front of Henry and said, "Yeah, Henry. I'm a vampire. But it's a secret. A very, very, very big secret and you can't tell anyone ever.

People can only really bother you if you let them.

Night hid the ugly of the world. And sometimes, when I was feeling ugly, I was grateful that it would hide me, too.

A smile threatened to lift my lips, but reality settled my mouth again.

It had to be hard to be the parent to your parent.

If I went home, I was a loser. If I went inside, I was a criminal. So basically, I had no choice. The inside of the building smelled musty,

We were the new people here. We weren’t part of their group. We had to prove ourselves.

The classroom looked like cupid had thrown up all over it.

Life has a nasty way of being increasingly unfair.

Vlad's feet slowed to a stop. "But I'm not goth." Both Snow and October stopped in their tracks and stared at him. "Wow, Vlad!" Snow shouted. "You're so goth you don't even know you're goth.

Do you know how big snakes get? Or how many grains of sand are in the deserts? Or what lurks at the bottoms of the oceans' floors?"... "No." "Welt, if you can't answer those simple scientific queries, then what makes you think that mankind is smart enough to discover vampirekind's existence?

The lapels of Sprat's many-buckled jacket were covered with buttons. Most of them belonged to bands, but a few were pretty funny. Like the one that read 'MY FAMILY'S A FREAKSHOW WITHOUT A TENT' and the one that boldly proclaimed 'I (HEART) BEING AWESOME'. Vlad pointed to the one that read 'I'M SO GOTH PEOPLE ASK ME TO AUTOGRAPH BOXES OF COUNT CHOCULA' and smirked.

He murdered my Tristian. He stole my drudge away from me. Innocent, sweet Tristian. And you would have me sit idly by while he toast to his kill? This is madness!

I hate the idea of losing you again. But what’s worse is that I hate you for being gone in the first place. I hate you for not telling me where you were and that you were okay. I hate you for endangering my life, Nelly’s life, and Otis’s life with your lies. And I hate you for letting Mom die, for not protecting her. I hate you.” Vlad crossed the room and gripped the doorknob. It was only then that he realized that his hands were shaking. Before stepping out the door, he whispered, because it was all he could bear to do. “But the worst part is that I hate myself for hating you.

Don’t be silly. Everyone’s an artist. You probably just haven’t found your medium yet.

Dad?" -Vlad

Vampires don't sparkle.

The truth is I like having this connection with you. I like that you can call on me for help without either of us realizing it. I like that we have each other's backs - whether it's reading the minds of random girls of fighting off ruthless vampires. I like that we're a team. And I'd be an idiot to give that up.