“I wasn't really dead.”

“Pain was good. If I hurt, it meant I wasn't dead.”

“we know God is dead, they've told us, but listening to you I wasn't sure.”

“It wasn't even a good note. 'If you are reading this I am probably dead.' What sort of a note is that?”

“Is he really dead?”

“He was obviously dead. But since he was a vampire that wasn't as hopeless a thing as it might have been.”

“I never said nothing…"
"I know you never! I could hear you not saying anything! You've got the loudest silences I ever did hear from anyone who wasn't dead!”

“Maybe it was that nearly everyone else was dead and she felt a little bit dead too, but she figured that even a vampire deserved to be saved. Maybe she ought to leave him, but she wasn't going to.”

“I was getting depressed. My life wasn't going anywhere. I needed something, the flashing of lights, glamour, some damn thing. And here I was, talking to the dead. I finished my first drink. The second was ready.”

“No one who writes a good book is really dead.”