Quotes from Kim Harrison

He had tried to smile, but it was broken.

I was broken, but I wasn't done.

Mistakes can be fixed but if you do it more than once, it's no longer a mistake.

I loved Kisten. I wanted Ivy to bite me. It made sense, if I didn't think about it too hard.

Justice's wheels were greased with paper and fueled by quick feet on the streets.

To the only man I'd make butterscotch pudding for

The coffee smelled wonderful, and as it went chattering into a mug

Never hide who you are

Chocolate for dinner. Adulting at its finest.

and when I found out they had, I came back. What do you think I was doing at the alliance?" "Having drinks, by the looks of it," he snarked

It must be exhausting to be in your head, Sam told me once. I think what he must have meant was it was exhausting for him to hear about it. I exhausted him. -Cackle by Kim Harrison

Orange blossom honey is the boss

He fears me because he is small. I will not meet him there. I will not shrink myself down to his size, or anyone else's, for their comfort. For their appeasement. -Cackle by Kim Harrsion

Mr. Ray, you yelled at it again, didn't you? 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.

Extraction?" Taf sighed. "I can do more than drive. I can shoot, too. All us debutantes learn how to shoot before we get our first push-up bras.

The feeling of old power emanating from the locked room was as different from the smell upstairs as a chocolate kiss is to a premium Belgium sweet.

A person is okay," he said, peering into the darkness and the open street. "But when you put a bunch of us together, something is switched on, something ugly." He glanced at her apologetically. "All of us, humans and nonhumans alike, are genetically primed to attack what's different from the collective.

The sound of his hard-soled shoes on the street faltered. "You live in a church?" My eyes narrowed. "Yeah. But I don't sleep with voodoo dolls." "Huh?" "Never mind.

The woman could stomp like an elephant,' [...] 'Quen threatened to smack her.' 'Yes, thrash her,' Al said, slumping back against the wall. 'But she always had my coffee and toast to distract me.' His expression became serious. 'You cannot thrash the person who makes you coffee. It's a rule somewhere.

It took everything I had to pull from his lips, and even as I did, I felt a new desire layering itself over the old, soaking in where it would linger in my thoughts.

Does this thing move, or do you just sit in it and play with yourself?

The only thing worse than starting a plague on purpose was being stupid enough to start it by accident.

gourmet honey made from Japanese cherry blossoms.

Tagged by a whiny little vamp," he said, gesturing. "Rache, take this sword and stick it in me. Just go and stick it in me. I'm a back-drafted, crumpled-winged, dust-caked, dew-assed excuse of a backup. Worthless as a pixy condom. Taken down by my own partner. Just tape my ass shut and let me fart out my mouth.