Quotes from Charlaine Harris

I've often wished when I started a book I knew what was going to happen. I talked to writers who write 80-page outlines, and I'm just in awe of that.

I'm looking forward to coming to SleuthFest I've heard so many good things about it from my writer friends. I'm looking forward to seeing my buddies and talking to readers who want to know about the way I work.

I don't write the kind of 'happily ever after' that romance readers enjoy.

The Sookie Stackhouse novels were selling well before the TV show, but the TV show led to a lot more exposure and readers. And a lot went on to read my other work. It was a wonderful thing for my bank account.

I believe if you write a great book, the chances are it'll get a great reception.

Very few of my characters are totally heroic or totally villainous.

If I quit having fun, then it's time for me to quit working.

It was time to pull my moral socks up and behave myself.

You trust me?" Eric sounded surprised. "Yes." "That's . . . crazy, Sookie.

Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me. -Eric

I hurt with you. I bled with you - not only because we're bonded but because of the love I have for you. -- Eric Northman

Silver, gold - I don't discriminate! I like sparkly things.

Everyone thinks I'm crazy, you know, because I can't tell them the truth; which is, that I'm driven crazy by all these thoughts, all these heads.

Sookie, it is not your blood I love. I love you. Your heart, your mind, your soul... you have brought light back into my life

No matter what happens in public—no matter what—don't doubt that I love you and care about your welfare . . . as much as I am able.

I love him," I said, but even to my own ears I didn't sound happy about it.

The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.

Ha," I said. "Oh, ha-ha. Yeah, 'cause they love me. You see how many vampires are up here? Zero, right?" One," said Eric, stepping out of the stairwell.

Snow, here?" Eric was as delighted as a child. "I love snow!" Why was I not surprised? "Maybe we will get snowed in together," he said suggestively, waggling his blond eyebrows.

The problem with living without the person you can't live without is eventually realizing you can live without them.

America is obsessed with youth. We all want to look young forever, and vampires do. They are caught in their prime, if that's when they've been turned. And they'll be that way forever.

People are really interested in the concept of eternal youth in this plastic-surgery culture.

Who wants a bag of bones?" he said, with absolute sincerity. "I don't want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I'm bedding.

the ache became longing, longing became nostalgia, nostalgia became fondness, and after a while he could see the funny side of it. A long while.