Laurell K. Hamilton
I'm not sure there are enough white roses in the world to make me forget Richard." I held up my hand before she could interrupt. "But I'm not sure there are enough cozy afternoons in all eternity to make me forget Jean-Claude.Collection: Hands
We're making a list." "And checking it twice." Edward shook his head.Collection: Lists
Morals aren't just for when it's easy, Anita. They aren't morals if you throw them aside every time it's convenient.Collection: Moral
I don't have a master. I'm not sure if I have an equal.Collection: Masters
Anyone who tells you size doesn't matter has been seeing too many small knives.Collection: Knives
I could have just said I'm good at my job, but I didn't. Didn't want the police thinking I was holding out information when I wasn't. "I've got one advantage over a normal homicide detective, I expect it to be a monster. No one ever calls me in if it's just a stabbing, or a hit-and-run. I don't spend a lot of time trying to come up with nice, normal explanations. It means I get to ignore a lot of theories.Collection: Running
I hated missing the end of anything. I was always convinced that the bit I'd miss would be the best part.Collection: Missing
The Catholic Church sees voluntary vampirism as a kind of suicide. I tend to agree. Though the Pope also excommunicated all animators, unless we ceased raising the dead. Fine; I became Episcopalian.Collection: Suicide
-Please, Anita, go home, and don’t freak. Just go home, and be happy. Be happy, and let everyone around you be happy. Is that so hard? When Jason said it like that, it didn’t seem hard. In fact, it seemed to make a lot of sense, but inside, it felt hard. Inside it felt like the hardest thing in the world. To just let go, and not pick everything to death. To just let go and enjoy what you had. To just let go and not make everybody around you miserable with your own internal dialogue. To just let go and be happy. So simple. So difficult. So terrifying.Collection: Letting Go
ll K Hamilton Some days the lion eats you, but some times you shove your arm down it's throat and pull it's visera out through it's mouth and kill it. Of course, sometimes it bites your arm off, and then eats you, but you tried, that's what counts. Some days it's not about winning, but about fighting. If you don't try, the lion will most definetely eat you. But sometimes when you put your all into something, and don't give up even when the odds are so against you, you surprise the lion and yourself, and you win.Collection: Giving Up
He gave a small nod, and I smiled back, and that was it. He understood that I'd understood that he'd understood. It took us one sentence, two looks, and a nod - with another woman it would have been at least five minutes of out-loud talking. Lucky for me I spoke fluent guy.Collection: Talking
trust me, Anita, if you get dead, especially if he blames himself in any way, he will be a force of destruction looking for a place to be aimed. And he's blamed himself for introducing you to Olaf here from the get-go. If Olaf did to you what he's done to some of his other victims, Edward would drown the world in blood to erase those images.Collection: Blood
If I wanted death, Edward would give it to me. Because we both understand that it isn't death that we fear. It's living.Collection: Giving
I wasn't afraid of him anymore, because I could smell his fear. You never had to be afraid of anything that was afraid of you.Collection: Smell
There are some things more important than physical survival. You gotta be able to look at yourself in the mirror.Collection: Mirrors
I'll do my bit tonight, but forgive me if it's a little harder to keep going than normal. Forgive me if I'm not superwoman after all." "Not superwoman?" he exclaimed, putting a hand on his chest in mock surprise. "You've lied to me all these years!Collection: Hands
You should hit him in the face with frying pans more often," Said Rhys "he seems to like itCollection: Faces
It has been my experience that women tell more intimate details to their friends than men do. Men may brag more, but women will talk the nitty-gritty and share the experience more.Collection: Men
There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.Collection: Two
Remember the three rules of vampire hunting. One: Never, ever look them in the eyes. Two: Never, ever give up your cross. Three: Aim for the head and heart. Even with silver ammo, it won't be a killing blow anywhere else." I felt like a kindergarten teacher sending her kiddies off to a hostile playground. "Don't panic if you get bitten. The bite can be cleansed. As long as they don't mesmerize you with their eyes, you can still fight.Collection: Teacher
So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches.Collection: Book
Love is never free ... It is the most expensive emotion we have.Collection: Love
Life is often like that, the best balancing on a knife edge with the worst.Collection: Life
Why was so much evil pleasant, pretty on the outside, like poisoned candy?Collection: Evil
Chastity works better if you don't keep testing it.Collection: Chastity
My characters surprise me constantly. My characters are like my friends - I can give them advice, but they don't have to take it. If your characters are real, then they surprise you, just like real peopleCollection: Real
I am a very linear thinker, so I write beginning to end. I write hundreds of pages per book that never make it into printCollection: Book
If people would write exactly what I wanted to read I wouldn't feel so compelled to write myselfCollection: Writing
Never argue with your characters; they know themselves better than you doCollection: Character
Some people just don't seem to understand the concept of fiction. It is fiction; it ain't true, folksCollection: People
Now that I'm being very successful, publishers are trying to mainstream me, but I'm unabashedly genre. It's what I like to read, what I like to writeCollection: Writing
Besides I'm a sucker for a pair of pretty eyes.Collection: Eye
Nicky looked down at me with a knowledge on his face that he was holding the monster in his arms. I'd have comforted him, but it would have been all lies.Collection: Lying
People go away and they don't come back.Collection: People
Once upon a time wasn't as long ago as it used to be.Collection: Long Ago
But we were all young once. It passes, like innocence and a sense of fair play. The only thing left in the end is a good instinct for survival.Collection: Play
I never said I was consistent.Collection: Said
It would be nice if you’d stop almost killing me because you don’t want to screw other people.Collection: Nice
They be crazier than we are.Collection: Anita Blake
That's what you get for telling the truth. Someone calls you a liar. Most people will accept a likely lie to an unlikely truth. In fact, they prefer it.Collection: Liars
I got out my jar of ointment. I knew animators who had special containers for the ointment. Crockery, hand-blown glass, mystical symbols carved into the sides. I used an old Mason jar that had once held Grandma Blake's green beans. Larry fished out a peanut butter jar with the label still on it. Extra-crunchy. Yum-Yum.Collection: Grandma
Oh, ma petite, you are growing gargantuan." I looked at him and it was not a friendly look. "Never tease a woman about her weight, Jean-Claude. At least not an American twentieth-century one." He Spread his hands wide. "My deepest apologies." "When you apologize, try not to smile at the same time. It ruins the effect.Collection: Apology
Graves are for the living, not the dead. It gives us something to concentrate on instead of the fact that our loved one is rotting under the ground.Collection: Giving
It was as if the power and loneliness of the vampires' world had combined with the group oriented puppy-pile world of the shapeshifters and made something new.Collection: Loneliness
Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they’re real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster.' - Chang Bibi to AnitaCollection: Real
I’d learned a long time ago that you can’t prove a negative. You can prove that you did something, but it’s the devil to prove you didn’t do something.Collection: Long
I laid my hand on top of theirs, and all I could think was, Is this how revolutions begin? Not with a proclamation or a riot, but with a few people in a room somewhere with their hands clasped and a purpose.Collection: Thinking
It's good not to be the only girl in the fight for once.Collection: Girl
I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you – that you would save yourself.Collection: Romance