William Shatner Quotes

As most people know, I am a vampire, so I have no reflection. Every day, I paste a picture of someone else on the mirror.

I want to be a blonde vampire. Catherine Deneuve was a blonde vampire, and she was my favourite vampire ever.

I'm a stand-up comedian-turned-actor-turned-vampire at night.

Someone can only be vampiric if you allow it.

He also deeply distrusts vampires, as you had guessed yourself,” Bones added. “Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of ‘how many chucks could a woodchuck chuck’ to make me want to stake myself.

Usually my form of turning someone down was shoving a stake through his heart while smirking, Gotcha!

You don't get a lot of suicidal vampires.

Ok first things first I'll eat your brains Then Imma start rockin gold teeth & fangs

But it's daylight," she said at last. "Vampires can't go out in the sun, everyone knows that!" Bones chuckled. "Right And we shrink back from crosses, can't travel over water, and always get staked in the end by the righteous slayer. Really, who'd be afraid of a creature like that? All you'd need is a Bible, a tanning bed, and some holy water to send us shivering to our dooms.

I don't do anything or have any magical secret or something, other than drinking baby's blood, of course.

Really now, search your soul, lovie-is the vampire so bad? All he does is drink blood.

There are vampires and vampires, and not all of them suck blood.

I'm great as bait! All the vampires want to eat me!

Vampires don't live at all," she points out, "neither do we." She has me there. "Fine, I'll go. But when Kurt leads his minions in a march around the cemetary with our heads on sticks, don't say I didn't warn you.

... have a smile for everyone you meet and a plan to kill them.

If I let her in I'm doomed. It's like inviting a vampire into your house. Once you've invite them in, that's it, you're good as dead!

In the 1970s vampires were pretty boring. The scariest vampire was Count Chocula. One bite of Count Chocula and you were cursed with Type 2 diabetes.

You just don't want a vampire pissed off at you.

I point at a window to my left, and it explodes. Particles of glass rain over us. ‘You’ll have to do better than that,' I say.

Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy...

Maximus grunted. "Some days you remind me of Vlad." "Meaning?" I said sharply. "Your obsession with revenge. Next you'll want to drive a pole through that vampire once you find her." The thought was appealing, but...

I love the fact that I have a show where you can run over a kid and everyone busts out laughing.

Al Qaeda has declared war on the Somali pirates. That is awesome! Evil against evil. Like Alien versus Predator or Cheney versus his lawyer.

I, Anita Blake, scourge of the undead-the human with more vampire kills than any other vampire executioner in the country-was dating a vampire. It was poetically ironic.

The pure playfulness of certain wholly whimsical portions of (Charles) Cros’s work should not obscure the fact that at the center of some of his most beautiful poems a revolver is leveled straight at us.