Quotes from Charlaine Harris

There is plenty of justice on television, but not so much in the real world. Maybe that's why so many of us like television so much.

Nothing is ever clear-cut in Bon Temps. What passes for truth is only a convenient lie. What passes for justice is more spilled blood. And what passes for love is never enough...

This book is dedicated to all the people who told me they enjoyed Dead Until Dark. Thanks for the encouragement.

But the last few years had taught me that one of my grandmother's favorite sayings was true. An ounce of prevention was worth a pound of cure.

Weirdly, strangely—wonderfully—he knew this was the moment he was touching the bottom, and he understood that from now on, however gradually, he would begin to heal.

Humans who are born with the essential spark are born to experience or perform something wonderful, something amazing.

Oh, I took some night school courses in psychology," said Bill Compton, vampire.

Your life was not right when you were actually surprised that someone didn't want to kill you.

I couldn't speak, for once in my life. I was terrified of seeing him again; and I would rather have shaved my head than not see him again.

I got up the next day at noon, feeling as relaxed as a cat in a pool of sunshine

If he had two thoughts at one time, they'd throw a surprise party

What pretty nail polish,' Eric said, smiling. [...] Trust Eric to pick out the one thing that was new and different about me.

Ar trebui sa se puna o pancarta pe care sa crie: Loc de parcare pentru cei care comit atacuri nocturne asupra lui Sookie.

came very close to saying, "What the hell, take me now, you big Viking.

Somewhere, somewhere in this house, lurked a problem. For some reason, Jane's legacy wasn't entirely benevolent.

Everyone was getting married or falling in love. I was happy for them. Happy, happy, happy. I pasted a smile on my face and went to Piggly Wiggly.

I think forgiveness doesn't happen overnight. I think it comes in increments. When someone has made your life hell, maybe you have to recover from the fear and anger first? Before you start working on the other thing.

Even witches sing the blues

Suddenly the blood tasted good, salty, the stuff of life.

Well, if I'm not doing it for him, then I'm doing it for me, so I can feel proud.

I'll bet you are a treat, naked, Eric said, just to boost my spirits. You know it. I'm just as tasty as a big eclair, I said.

It was a little blue cotton-knit dress with tiny daisies all over it, and it was tighter than Gran liked and shorter than Jason deemed proper in his sister.

Era o odor composto pelos materiais do edifício em chamas, por corpos queimados e por vampiros em desintegração. Era o cheiro do ódio.

Oh, you were the dessert. The Rattrays were the meal.