#bones

"You're not a woman,"he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!"

"Why did you tell her I'm your boyfriend? Why doesn't she know about your real one? - TimmyHe's English! And Mom...Mom hates foreigners! - Cat"

"...you don't care because you're all that and I'm just an artery in a dress."

"Cat, hmmm? From where I sit you look more like a Kitten."My head jerked around and I shot him an annoyed look. Oh, I was going to enjoy this, all right. "It's Cat,"I repeated firmly. "Cat Raven.""Whatever you say, Kitten Tweedy."

"Before we go, I gotta know: If mind-reading abilities are real, there's something else I wondered if fiction got right about vampires-""Ask me if I sparkle and I'll kill you where you stand,"Bones cut him off with utmost seriousness."

"The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..."Mencheres to Cat"

"What needs my Shakespeare for his honoured bones,The labor of an age in pilèd stones,Or that his hallowed relics should be hidUnder a star-y-pointing pyramid?Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?"

"Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts.Bones to Gregor"

"We are preaching hope, standing on the bones of the past."

"Bones has always been smart,"I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy."Cat"

"No one believes you’re serious until bodies start to fall. -Vlad"

"Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?”“In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up."

"Every time I go to sleep, I know I may never wake up. How could anyone expect to? You drop your tiny, helpless mind into a bottomless well, crossing your fingers and hoping when you pull it out on its flimsy fishing wire it hasn't been gnawed to bones by nameless beasts below."

"She led the way. Eyeless sockets of the dead seemed to stare at them as they passed. "These are cool,"Dan decided. "Maybe I could-""No, Dan,"Amy said. "You can't collect human bones.""Awww."

"He f**ks even better than he looks”, I settled on saying. Several heads turned. I didn’t care; I was pissed. “And that beautiful face is going to be clamped between my legs as soon as we get home, don’t you worry."

"I think this’ll definitely tide me over while we’re apart,”Bones laughed, dragging me into his arms with far more strength and quickness than was fair, considering I still had trouble making my limbs operate.“Oh, Kitten,” he murmured as his lips dragged down my throat. “You didn’t really think we were done, did you?"