Quotes from Kim Harrison

I'm not afraid of love being difficult. If it was easy, then everyone would find it.

I held my breath as Dali sighed, eyes averted as he balanced what was at stake and what it might cost. Pride was his fulcrum, unfairly shifting the weight so that one side had greater force than the other to make a wrong decision more than possible, but likely. We were going to doom the world to another wave of needless violence because of pride, I thought

It's the only choices we have. You eliminate everything, and whatever remains, no matter how improbable, is the answer.

On the far side of the human graves. Pink wings in the lowering moon as the earth slipped 'round her silver light. They reached our wall. Our lines were strung. We held our land. What's said is done.

Ï'm going to love you within an inch of your life, then love you some more.

Power doesn't corrupt. Power brings what we are to the top, is all," I said, thinking of all the ugly I had fought against. "Be it good or bad.

Rachel's witchcraft is whiter than her ass.

Two grande lattes, double espresso, Italian blend," he said to the clerk. "Light on the froth, extra cinnamon. Use whole milk. Not two percent or half-and-half. Put a shot of raspberry in one for my itchy witch here.

Rachel?" came Ivy's voice from her room. "Where's my sword?" The gray dimness of the hallway was soothing as I headed to the kitchen and my charms. "In the foyer where you left it last week when the evangelists were canvassing the neighborhood

Shifting Lucy to his shoulder, he began to rock without moving his feet, a movement new to him but as old as fire and having the grace of 1000 years.

Yes, well, it's not, like I want to marry you he said.

And he was athletic in a lean sort of way, his long legs able to keep up with me whenever I coerced him into driving me out to the zoo for their early open hours for runners only; those hills were killers on the calves.

Sheep are treated like sheep, users are used, and those who deserve more receive everything.

I've got chunks of dead human in my garden smelling like month-old unicorn piss!

You got canned. Outsourced. Pink-slipped. Handed your walking papers. Given the go light. Slipped on the banana. Served the dead slug.

Turning to Trent, I said, "You have the right to remain silent, but I doubt you will. You have the right to an attorney, which I imagine Quen will be calling soon. If you can't afford one, hell has frozen over and I'm the princess of Oz, but in that case, one will be appointed to you. You understand your rights that the entire congregation of Cincy's finest has heard me recite?

I popped open the hard case and carefully put the so-ugly-they-could-work-as-birth-control glasses on.

You do the damnedest things in order to rile yourself up. Most people settle for doing it in an elevator, but not you. No, you have to make sure it's a vampire you're playing kissy-face with.

I told you, computers are like women. If you shout at them or ask them to do too many things at once, they shut down and you won't even get a sniff.

I can't do easy anymore. It's too hard on my soul.

My name is Rachel Morgan," Al said, mimicking my voice perfectly. "I like black panties, action movies, and being on top.

He stepped forward, forcing me back. "You're right. I made a decision. It was the wrong one.

Jenks's wings tickled my neck, and I shivered.

You're taking classes? That's great. Crime scene etiquette, perhaps?