Quotes from Kim Harrison

If I give a book as a gift, it is invariably a children's book with beautiful artwork and a simple text. I adore the feel of them, the care taken in the artwork, and the high visual stimulation that sets off the simple but often powerful message the text conveys.

My editor picked out the name she wanted. I was either going to be Kim Harrison or Lisa Harrison, because she wanted me shelved right next to Hamilton.

You need a new hobby, Rachel. Something other than nasty little men with visions of world domination.

Music moves society more than most people realize. In my opinion, it's a soft manipulator of influence and change.

Sure, he had a wife and fifty-four kids, but he looked like a college freshman. A yummy college freshman majoring in Oh-my-god-I-gotta-get-me-some-of-that.

All I'd have to do then was roll with the consequences of inviting dewinged, fanged fairies into Trent's backyard. God, they were savage looking. Served him right.

Rache," he said, trying to get into my line of sight. "What more do you need? God to send a telegram?" (Jenks)

that was humanity's problem right there. they are brain damaged from the early sun

I was having coffee with my bodyguard. I didn't expect to be hunting bad guys until later. Leather before sundown is tacky.

...treat people with understanding when you can, and fake it when you can't until you do understand.

I smell pancakes, Al said as he jauntily smacked Pierce's hat back on the witch's head. Did the runt make you breakfast? Al said, leaning over the stove. Quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet, eh? he said, leering at Pierce, who was now rinsing out the percolator. Is it working? I'd be curious to know. I'd buy her a cake or something.

But a slow, deeply satisfied smile came over him, and his breath quickened. 'So softly it starts,' he whispered. 'Foolishly clever and with an unsurvivable trust. It just saved your miserable life, that questionable show of thought, my itchy-witch.' Al's smile shifted, becoming lighter. 'And now you will live to possibly regret it.

Go to sleep, baby, Mama will sing. Of blue butterflies, and dragonfly wings. Moonlight and sunbeams, raiment so fine. Silver and gold, for baby of mine. Go to sleep, baby. Sister will tell, of wolves and of lambs, and demons who fell.

What are you doing in Nicky's room, Rachel? Oooh! He summoned you to the west coast, didn't he? Did you kill him? Good for you taking care of that little problem? I should give you a bunny! - Algaliarept

Come work for me, and I'll tell you." My eyes went to his. "You are a thief, a cheat, a murderer, and a not-nice man," I said calmly. "I don't like you." He shrugged, the motion making him look utterly harmless. "I'm not a thief," he said. "And I don't mind manipulating you into working for me when I need it." He smiled, showing me perfect teeth. "I enjoy it, actually.

No, you just keep crashing my life. Look— I said, and Al grunted. Here it comes, the demon muttered. Listen. Listen to this, runt. She's going to have a list.

Ivy!' I stammered, then glared at Kisten. 'You told Ivy? Thanks a hell of a lot. Want to call my mom next?

Uh... , Ivy stammered, and I glanced up to see her eyes wide in consideration. I'm kidding, I said. It passed the lethal-amulet test, remember? Not that. You keep it in your underwear drawer? I hesitated, wondering why I was embarrassed. Well, where do you put your elven magic? I asked.

One person can't hold anything, but two can have the world...

Jenks enthusiastically leaned against the counter and opened the box. Bypassing the plastic knife, he broke off about a third of it and took a huge bite. Ivy watched, appalled, and I shrugged. His mouth moving as he hummed, Jenks finished unpacking the sacks. I was half dead, Ivy was whoring herself to keep me safe, but Jenks was okay as long as he had chocolate.

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies. Jenks (Black Magic Sanction)

What are you doing now? Al questioned Seeing if your circumcision is gone? It is. My expression went blank, and Trent hesitated. He looked at me, and I put a hand to my mouth, face flaming. Oh. My. God. Trent. I'm sorry Um Trent said, clearly at a loss. Call me tomorrow, Al said seriously, I've got a curse that will take care of that. Unless you like the snake in a turtleneck look

It's easier to find a way to make money at something you love than to learn to love a job that you can make money at.

God, if you ever loved me, open my eyes for me when I'm being this stupid! (Ron)