Quotes from Rachel Caine

Anything is possible. The impossible just takes longer.'" "Stupid

I'm more worried about you, she said. You and trouble... yeah. She heard the smile in his voice. We're like that.

Bryn ate her bagel in silence, and by the time she was finished, Liam had already neatly packed her overnight bag and loaded it in MacAllister's car. He even included a new dog bed for Mr. French to travel in confort. Lunch was in moducal little boxes. I think he is Alfred. Actually, I often wonder if he's Batman.

His gaze brushed over her, abstract and hungry. You burn so very brightly, you know Yeah, she muttered. You said.

Are the two of you quite done with your sweet nothings? Because I might vomit.

Books spoke mind to mind, soul to soul across the abyss of time and distance.

For a perversion of knowledge is surely worse than a lack of it

And change isn't destruction. It's just change.

I wish the dryer were running, because man, I could use a good...tumble dry.-Eve Rosser

Well, now I'm all jealous. I wish I had little voices in my head. Guess I'll just have to settle for people really being out to get me. Bitch, she said cordially. Bimbo.

Hell, I can't hit a girl. Here, Claire. You hit her.

claire:Now shane was talking sense?Wow was it opposite day?

But hope was a malicious, jagged thing, all spikes and razors that churned and cut deep in his guts. Hope was a great deal like fear.

micheal sighed and closed his eyes for a moment'i'm not sure that was a good idea claire:it will be if you go see her tonight and tell her well watever oh but watch out shes gone all buffy with the stakes and things

A disrespectful young woman, she said. Something I was called more than once. Something every woman of quality is called sooner or later, by a man who feels they do not know their place. As we do not, because our place is as lofty as we may aspire to climb. It is the language of men who fear women.

Cliare: You know what? I need you right now. Shane:Now? Claire: Right now. Shane: Oh, that's so exactly what I was going to say. *dropping C. to the bed.* Claire: Jinxies

Funny how physics didn't go away when you were murdered.

One thing you learn early growing up a girl--people always talk, whatever you do,' Glain said. 'What bliss it must be to be male.

Might as well go out flipping the bird to the powers that be killing us.

That's not trouble; that's fail. Tell me that isn't all the whites. Like, Michael's and Shane's, too. All the whites, Claire said, and held up the guilty red sock. Yours? Oh, damn. Eve snatched it out of Claire's fingers and shook the sock like a floppy rattle. Bad sock! Bad! You are never going anywhere fun ever again!

Right, that was awkward. Eve, you stay and..., bake or something. The hell I will.

You did what was right for those who agreed with you, and that is all in the past. We are talking about our future. Oliver, we cannot live as we did.

Lewis and I played my-God-how-tacky-is-that? with Patrick's collection of objets d'crap, finally coming to the conclusion that only a going-out-of-business sale at a whorehouse could really explain a lot of it.

He waited a second, then made an abrupt flapping motion with his hands. Well? he demanded. I'm a vampire, you silly woman. Ask me in! We're wanted felons, you know!