Quotes from Rachel Caine

Shane was sitting on the curb next to the old, cracked gas pumps, eating a candy bar. Claire plopped down next to him. "Half?" she asked. "And now I know you're my girlfriend, since you're not afraid to demand community property," he said, and pulled off the uneaten half to hand it over.

They did seem pretty serious about their mayhem.

Sorry, is my new Djinn name Mushroom ? Because I don't like being kept in the dark and fed bullshit, David. Just so you know.

I'm still alive. And I'm still fabulous.

His eyes ignited into a color found only in the heart of the sun. ''Yes?'' ''Yes, already. I'll marry you. Yes. Hell, yes. What am I, stupid?

I hate traveling with amateurs.

Bite your tongue. My boyfriend is a rock god,baby.

You're just Little Miss Optimist, aren't you? Do you come with accessories, like a glass half full and lemons to make into lemonade, too?

He stepped forward and took both her hands in his cool ones. For a moment, she thought he intended to kiss her, and for a panicked moment she wasn't sure if she ought to stop him, wanted to stop him…but then he just touched his forehead to hers and held it there.

Michael...Michael got bitten. And now he's a vampire. But he doesn't remember becoming one, and that's a big problem. So if you see him, don't, you know, hug. He bites. He doesn't mean it, though.

The destruction of Rayy taught us that calculated politics and unthinking rage—make no mistake, the two are sometimes hand in hand—are the greatest threats knowledge can face.

There are always a few, Claire, who like being told what to do instead of being required to think. And those are the ones you should fear. That goes equally for humans, I'm afraid. Critical thinking has become a sadly rare skill these days.

But the Library still held everything he'd ever wanted, too. All the knowledge in the world, right at his fingertips

He was capable of wild mood swings that went from murder to concern for a spider in under five minutes. In the end, loving Myrnin, really loving him, could be like living with an unexploded bomb - sooner or later it was bound to go off, and for someone fragile and human, it would be fatal.

Myrnin wasn't especially tall, but he was just . . . strangely cool. Long, curling, lush black hair that fell to his shoulders. His face was vampire-pale, but it suited him, somehow, and he had the kind of sharp features that would have made him a star if he'd wanted to be in the movies. Big, expressive dark eyes and full lips. Definitely cover-model material.

You've grown up being special, and this is how most people live their lives...alone. On their own. Undecided. And they get used to that feeling. It's just new for you.

God is forgiving or we would not still be walking this world. But to be moral is not to need his divine forgiveness, I think.

Why did you destroy Manny's office, then? I--can't breathe-- That is the point of choking you, I pointed out. Haste, please, if you want to live. -Cassiel

Tota est scientia ," he said. "Knowledge is all. It either is, or it isn't; you can't say some knowledge is evil because it's inconvenient for you. And anyone who claims differently has no understanding at all of what the Great Library represents.

I've got a sense of self-preservation. OK, granted , it's still in the original shrink wrap but I've got one if I ever want to use it.

You are so lucky I'm too tired to murder you right now.

Some people come to Morganville and collapse," Michael said as he put the car in motion. "I've seen it a dozen times. But there are a few who come here and just—bloom. You're one of those." Claire didn't feel especially bloomy. "So you're saying I thrive on chaos.

Giving up is always easy. It's the peace that follows that sucks.

Here, you are exceptional...There, who knows? They might not value you as much as we do.