Quotes from Laurell K. Hamilton

It's not about winning, Haven. I'm not a prize to be won. I'm not the princess that needs rescuing from the dragon. I'm the prince and I kill my own monsters. You need to be ok with that. -Anita Blake

Methinks we have a clue. Be still, my heart.

Neal stood, kicking free of the clinging curtain. I'll kill you. I drew the firestar and pointed it at him. I don't think so. She is pack now, Sylvie said. You fight one of us, and you fight all of us. Edward raised his eyebrows at me. What is going on, Anita? I think I've been adopted, I said.

Jason patted me on the back. "Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer." "I thought you'd chase cars," I said. He grinned. "What fun is that? Cars don't bleed.

You can't kill us all, human.' He was right. I raised the machine gun a little. 'True, but who's going to be first in line?

Put any woman in an area run mostly by men and rumors will fly. Unless you make it very clear that you are off limits, there is also a certain competitiveness that sets in. Some men are either trying to run you out of town or get into your pants. They don't seem to know any other way to deal with a woman. If you're not a sexual object, you're a threat.

Believe this, Bitch.

Nothing is more appealing than a handsome man who is also uncertain of himself.

Graves are for the living, not the dead. It gives us something to concentrate on instead of the fact that our loved one is rotting under the ground.

Death, jewelry, or magic; it sounded like Valentine's Day.

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.

Love mattered, in the end. A house without love would always fall, maybe not today or tomorrow, but in the end without love nothing could endure.

I felt like shit, but it was happy shit.

I just don't believe in helping people who are going to torture me. Though I don't see any bamboo slivers. How can you possibly torture someone without bamboo slivers?

Pity is an emotion that can get you killed. The only thing more dangerous is blind hate, and maybe love.

I'd learned a long time ago that you can't prove a negative. You can prove that you did something, but it's the devil to prove you didn't do something.

Vampires are people too!

You may be a manipulative bastard sometimes, but you are our manipulative bastard.

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

The rule is that if they have a weapon and want to take you someplace else, it is so they can kill you slower--Peter

Turnabout is fair play. Payback is a bitch.

That disapproving look was back in her eyes. Her teacher face. The one that could make you squirm from ten paces, even if you were innocent. And I hadn't been innocent for years.

If you can't impress yourself, then no one else really matters.

Stop what? Cheering you up? Or is life supposed to stop because you did something horrible? I'll tell you the real horrible truth, Anita. No matter what you do or how bad you feel about it, life just goes on. Life doesn't give a fuck that you're sorry or upset or deranged or tormented. Life just goes on, and you gotta go on with it, or sit in the middle of the road and feel sorry for yourself. And I don't see you doing that.