Quotes from Laurell K. Hamilton

If you don't feel loved maybe the outward trappings like weddings and wedding rings become important?

Visions of such things would get you talking of demons, which Quinlan had done briefly. The police ignored him, and I didn't back up his story. Quinlan had never met a real demon, or he wouldn't have made the mistake. Once you've been in the presence of demons, you never forget it. I'd rather fight a dozen vampires than one demonic presence. They don't give a shit about silver bullets.

All fear is the same no matter the cause of it; you conquer or are conquered by it. I wasn't into losing, not even to myself, maybe especially to myself.

Too much fear will paralyze you, but too little fear will make you careless.

A vampire victim. I'd never seen a lone kill. They were like potato chips; once a vamp tasted them, he couldn't stop at just one.

I gazed up at him as the laughter filled his face, and just loved him. The day had sucked, but Jean-Claude made it suck a lot less, and that was what love was supposed to do. It was supposed to make things better, not worse

Do the gods sleep well at night? I think maybe they do.

Perfect, complete, needing nothing, simply all there was, was the dark.

Everyone turned towards me. The two female vamps smiled, most unpleasantly. They looked at me like I was a piece of candy and they wondered what sort of center I had. Soft and gooey, or hard with a nut in the middle? I'd had men undress me with their eyes, but I'd never had anything trying to picture what I'd look like with my skin off. Yikes.

You have a high opinion of yourself, Anita. Confident. I like that. Always so much more entertaining to break someone strong. The weaklings fold and cry and snivel, but the brave ones, they almost demand that you hurt them. He stalked towards me, reaching out one white spider-hand. Do you want me to hurt you?

There is a frozen moment after a really good shot to the face. A moment of shock, or paralysis where all you can do is blink.

because love can die from being withheld, like a flower that is so beautiful you hide it away from the sun trying to make it last longer; but every flower needs sun, and being in love requires risking yourself. It can require risking everything you are, not just in battle, but emotionally. Sometimes you have to risk it all to gain it all.

You'd think a sociopath assassin wouldn't have a fan following but he does.

Humans still have a tendency to think that good is always pretty and that evil is always ugly. I've found that it's so often the other way around.

we're all creatures of light and darkness. Embracing your darkness won't kill the light. Goodness is stronger than that.

The tears were back, stinging just behind my eyes. There was blood all over my penguins. I didn't give a damn about the walls and carpet. They could be replaced, but I'd collected those damned stuffed toys over years.

That body did not bleed while I carried it, Nesbit. You touch it but a moment, and it bleeds. No, I didn't kill her. ... The dead always know who to blame. They are very good that way.

Sex is one of the most personal things we do as people. To have someone who says she loves you limit how you express yourself in the bedroom is like a small death. It kills the soul.

Watching St John rock his wife's body was not part of my job description. Honest. I sat down on the stairs where I could see the door, the hallway, and the stairs as far as the landing. St John started singing in a strange, broken voice. It took me a few minutes to figure out what he was singing. It was 'You are so Beautiful

A very ex-boyfriend once described me as a little china doll. He meant it as a compliment. I didn't take it that way. There are reasons I don't date much.

Edward wonders why I'm so sympathetic to the monsters. The answer is simple. Because I am one.

Why do i put up with you? You insult me at every turn.

Put some make-up on me and I look not unlike a china doll. Put me in a puffy pink dress and I look delicate, dainty, petite. Dammit.

I promise to shoot anything, human or monster, that threatens me while I'm gone'. He made the Boy Scout sign, three fingers to heaven. 'You can bail me out of jail and explain that i was just following orders'.