As she looked at him, her dark gray eyes went slowly from astonishment to stillness, then to a strange expression that resembled a look of weariness, except that it seemed to reflect much more than the endurance of this one moment.

All these girls swooning over hunky vampires, what they really want is to give away their freedom, to be controlled and told what to do and not have to think -- and never die, of course. It's sick is what it is. I don't want to be a forever-young living corpse.

Gods been waiting on you to jump off that cliff, so you can finally realize he gave you wings at birth.

Learn to value yourself, which means: fight for your happiness.

Written By Ayn Rand

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