Quotes from Heather Brewer

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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

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?

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

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?

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

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,

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.

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

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

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.

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.

Life has a nasty way of being increasingly unfair.

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?

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