Quotes from Laurell K. Hamilton

Rafael, the Rat King, stared at the carnage with black-button eyes. She is dead. Ding dong, the witch is dead

I looked up at Ellen and her not-glowing pentagram. Harm none is the rule, Ellen: bad witch, no cookie.

There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.

You are an abomination before God. Jesus loves you too, I said smiling.

Twenty-three stories up and all I could see out the windows was grey smog. They could call it the City of the Angels if they wanted to, but if there were angels out there, they had to be flying blind.

When I was younger, I'd wanted someone to promise me that things would work out and nothing bad would ever happen again. But I understood now that that was a child's wish. No one could promise that. No one. The grown-ups could try, but they couldn't promise, not and mean it.

My least favorite thing was a man who had severe white-man's ass, where the jeans just bagged over the butt. I wanted something to hold on to, something to sink my teeth into. When I said I liked meat on my men I didn't just mean one thing.

murder takes presedence over watching my boyfriend strip -ID, Anita to Nathaniel

He doesn't pretend," the punk pixie said. He nodded toward Doyle. "Nice rings. You got anything else pierced?" "Yes," Doyle said. The boy smiled, making the rings in the edge of his nose and his bottom lip curl cheerfully with it. "Me too," he said.

That kiss was really nice you know before you...bit me, but it was still nice.

If I let you get killed, the other bodyguards will make fun of me.

Therapy can get you only so far with exorcising your childhood nightmares; after that it's willpower, and you, and people you can trust to hold your hand along the way.

I tended to be hard on the egos of a certain kind of men. The ones who normally swept women off their feet had never moved me much, because I'd always felt that if they swept me off my feet they'd practiced on a lot of women before me, and would practice more with women after me. I'd rarely been wrong on that. ~Anita Blake

on the job there was nothing but the job. You left the shit outside the door. You could always pick it up on your way back out.

Self-doubt is a self-fulfilling prophecy.

How do you introduce boyfriend C to boyfriend A after boyfriend A has been such a good sport, of late, about boyfriend B, who is no longer in the picture?

I'd have much rather gotten dragged into someone else's fight than face what was waiting for me. Other people's emotional pain, no matter how painful, is so much less painful than your own.

I thought we were the good guys," he said, and it had that note of a child who finally realizes that sometimes good and evil aren't so much opposites, as two sides of a coin. You toss it one way, and it looks good, another way, and it's evil. Sometimes it just depends on which end of the gun you're on.

My boyfriends are all more romantic than I am, and so are my lovers.

you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all.

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!

I don't have a master. I'm not sure if I have an equal.

It all adds up; never discount your efforts, because small efforts build big things. One word doesn't make a novel, but one word does begin a novel, and from that small beginning everything else follows. Even if it's just 'The', write something on that blank page.

You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward. He smiled. I don't lie to you. Really, I said. The smile became a grin. Okay, not most of the time, anymore. His face sobered. I'm not lying now.