Quotes from Charlaine Harris

For any writers at all, read everything you can and then put your butt in the chair and write. That's all there is to it.

Men sometimes have to leave their ladies alone, and ladies are not responsible for the bad manners of fools.

I'd been blindsided with the most painful knowledge: the first man to ever say he loved me had never loved me at all. His passion had been artificial. His pursuit of me had been choreographed.

But men are less used to the idea of being raped than women are, and it strikes them with a fresh horror. With women, that horror comes right along with the female genitals.

I gripped the stapler even harder and felt like a fool planning to battle a crazy man with a stapler that even, I suddenly remembered, contained no staples. Well, strike that line of defense.

The vampire is not a bad man, and he loves you

Finally, a human man saw me as intensely valuable. Just my luck he was happily married and thought I was a freak.

Oh, God, puppy dog eyes. From a six-foot-five ancient Viking vampire.

God bless the American spectator.

I would've asked him to bring a shovel and come to help me dig a body up. That was what a boyfriend should do, right?" -Sookie Stackhouse

Only a group lack of imagination could account for people not wondering what went on in the dark around them.

I'm a middle-class former housewife who goes to my daughter's softball games.

.. I suffered with you. I hurt with you. I bled with you -not only because we're bonded, but because the love I have for you." ~ Eric Northman in Dead in The Family.

If it pleases you and you can write at all, it's gonna please somebody else.

I try very hard to write the best book I possibly can, every time.

It's a sad comment on humans that none of them are tolerable to one who can read their minds

I like the cerebral process.

Yes, I'm happy with Alan Ball's production of my novels.

The sweetest part of being a couple is sharing your life with someone else. But my life, evidently, had not been good enough to share.

I freely admit I know nothing about television or writing for the screen.

Could I tell them I was sorry their loved one was dead, when he'd tried to kill me? There was no rule of etiquette for this; even my grandmother would have been stymied.

I'd never seen anything like it. First a trial, then a few murders, then dancing. Life goes on. Or, in this case, death continues.

Life should imitate romance literature far more often.

Gay rights is just one of the social issues I'm interested in. I think that people might be less tense about it if we would all accept the fact that not everyone is wired the same way.