L.J. Smith

Come on, it’s an American tradition. Apple soup? Mom’s homemade chicken pie?' She chuckled in spite of herself, then winced. 'It’s apple pie and Mom’s homemade chicken soup. But you didn’t do badly, for a start.

I told you. You don't love someone because of their looks or their clothes or their car. You love them because they sing a song only your heart can understand.

Bonnie, believe in me. I’ll save you.I remember how to fly.

And just then Damon stepped out of the coat closet, and at the same time Aunt Maggie tripped him neatly and said, Bathroom door beside you, and picked up a vase and hit the rising Damon over the head with it. Hard.

People Die...Beauty Fades...Love Changes...And You Will Always Be Alone

And Meredith and Bonnie, who's going to bend some spoons for us next. I'm going to throw you down a rope… that is, unless Bonnie can levitate you out.

I'm as cruel as life. As cruel as love.

I want him to love me as much as I love him.

Maybe it just means that love can be stronger than fear.

Yeah, tell me I’m a bottle of single malt scotch, she thought. That’s the way to my heart.

Why do people always assume that volume will succeed when logic won’t? - Damon