A biography for S.R. Crawfordhasn’t been written yet.
“Why do the birds return?” “What d’you mean?” Brandon looked lost all of a sudden. “I mean, they could go anywhere. They’re free…so why do they return to this place?” Brandon grinned. “Cause home’s home no matter how bleak.”
“You can never trust a Vampire, child.”
“OK then, picture daddy; whenever you’re afraid just close your eyes and picture me. I’ll be all that exists in your world and I promise to protect you.”
“The minute grains of sand slipped silently down the curved hourglass, no matter how many times the people of Earth willed them not to. Time, fate and the actions of others were out of their control.”
“Stop shying away from people. If you actually took a moment to listen to what they have to say, they might just say something that will change your life.”
“She looked down at her bulging veins and she remembered the most important thing that she had forgotten – she was alive.”
“Sun and snow is an Angel’s glow, but storm and rain? That’s a Demon’s bane.”
“Don’t you just love meeting new people in new places? It means I can be whoever I want to be. And guess what, sweet’eart? Today…I choose to be your worst nightmare.”
“Less thinking, more living.”
“Keep your head up and your hopes high, friend; anything is possible.”