Quotes from Laurell K. Hamilton

Boff," Agent Brent said. "I didn't know people used that word anymore." "You young whippersnappers just don't know a good piece of slang when you hear it

there really is no such thing as equality, just different levels of inequality, and how hard are you willing to fight for it all? Fuck. Did

You look like you've just stepped out of two different porno movies.

Lucy hafifçe güldü. Zavall? çocuk, san?r?m sen elbiseni ç?kard???nda ikinci dereceden bir yan?k sahibi oldu. Omuz silktim. Çok fazla ç?plak kad?n görmemiÅŸ olmal?. Gülümseyerek ba??n? olumsuzca sallad?. Ben perilerle beraber çal??t?m, hatta ziyarete gelen birkaç sidheyle bile ve içlerinde alçak gönüllü olan bir tek sen vars?n. sy.52

Yeah, it is, because anger will help me keep moving until the job is done. Sadness won't. Grief won't. Anxiety won't. All those touchy-feely emotions that are supposed to be what make us human or whole or whatever will cripple you in the middle of a battle.

Birçok kiÅŸi güç ça??rabilirdi. Ama ça??rmak bir zanaatkâr olaran sizin kuvvetinizi ölçemezdi. Önemli olan bu güçle neler yapabildiÄŸinizdi. sy. 63

You can't save everybody. In fact, there are days when I think you can't save anyone.

Men stuff their emotions because life and death are more important than any emotion. If you don't survive, then what the fuck does it matter?

there was still a part of me that kept waiting for it all to go to hell. At least I'd stopped poking at it and trying to break it myself, that was a step up. Let's hear it for therapy and smart friends who intervened when I fell back into old destructive habits.

Grief isn't a neat series of stages. You can jump around in the stages, you can get stuck at one point or the other, and you even get to revisit stages you've already finished. Grief isn't a neat, orderly kind of thing. It's messy, and it sucks.

BaÅŸka bir sidhenin dokunuÅŸunu ne kadar özlediÄŸimi biliyordum ama o ana kadar fark etmemiÅŸtim. EÄŸer diÄŸer odada Griffin olsayd?, ona giderdim. Sabah kalbine bir b?çak saplayabilirdim ama bu gece, ona giderdim. sy.98

I kiss'd thee ere I kill'd thee: no way but this; Killing myself, to die upon a kiss. -Speaking to the corpse of Desdemona, and kissing her, Othello dies

Düelloyu kaybettim ama hayatta kald?m ve bu, bana göre her zaman için kazanmakt?r. sy.103

I know, I know. I rescued him and he's bonded to me like a baby duck.

Just because you start the day off with nightmares doesn't mean you don't still have to go to work. Sometimes being a responsible grown-up sucked a lot.

got her a can of Coke out of the fridge. "You want a glass?" She shook her head. Jean-Claude was leaning against the wall, staring at me as I moved about the kitchen. "I don't need a glass either," he said softly. "Don't get cute," I said. "Too late," he said. I had to smile. The

Show me you have enough power to make it worth my while, and I'll give you any body fluid you want.

Is it better to outmonster the monster or to be quietly devoured?

didn't bother me as I looked at the kneeling figures, and I knew without doubt that if any more of the vampires tried to attack us I'd kill them, too, regardless of apparent age, race, sex, or religious affiliations. I was an equal-opportunity executioner; I killed everybody. I let them see that in my face, in my eyes, and watched fear leak through the toughness on their faces.

Everyone thinks they want an extraordinary life, but you don't. When standing knee-deep in yet another disaster, ordinary begins to look very good.

There was a look on his face that was hard to describe. The devil must look like that after you've signed on the dotted line and given away your soul.

Apologies that do not lead to better actions are empty things." "Amen to that," I said.

She was tiny, less than five feet, but somehow didn't seem that small; attitude can make up for inches.

Even my shoulder holster and the Browning matched. I had my backup gun in an inner pants holster. I also had two extra clips in my sport bag. I had replaced the knife I'd had to leave in the cave. There was a derringer in my jacket pocket and two extra knives, one down the spine, the other in an ankle holster. Don't laugh. I left the shotgun home. If