Quotes from Charlaine Harris

I had never been able to fathom what people did with their free moments, if they didn't read.

No threatening the cat!" Mr. Snuggly said. No

My distaste and disapproval for a member of Martin's family made me feel like a bad Christian and a bad wife. I'd often thought being a Christian meant by definition being a bad one, since nothing is more difficult than Christianity, so I was more or less used to that feeling.

No matter how much sympathy I have for you, it won't heal you faster or slower. You're not a victim of cosmic proportions. There are millions of us. That doesn't make your personal struggle less. That just increases your

The point is, that doesn't make any difference." I looked Tamsin straight in the eyes. "No matter how much sympathy I have for you, it won't heal you faster or slower. You're not a victim of cosmic proportions. There are millions of us. That doesn't make your personal struggle less. That just increases your knowledge of pain in this world.

The fae were gone from America. Their departure point? Bon Temps, Louisiana. The woods behind my house.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me

He handed me the keys. My hand closed over them. It felt like a formal investiture.

The murder of a child was the worst of crimes, in my book, the absolute rock bottom of evil.

I bought dresses. I got underwear. I have a purse. Now this man I've never met wants me to be married, too. Who made these people God?" "Themselves, apparently.

So the cluviel dor was a test of Eric's sincerity, in Niall's eyes. And the cluviel dor was a test of my love for Eric, in Eric's eyes," I said. "And we both failed the test.

The vampire changed the music from some heavy metal thing to Sarah Mc-Lachlan's "Good Enough," which is slow, but with a beat.

You have to keep it so you don't lose anything if he decides he's not interested." Amina was interested in saving face.

people could bury the most serious and painful of memories, if you gave them enough time and distraction.)

My ability to cast aside control, which is the key to good sex, had been pinched out of existence

We reached the end of the tunnel together, and

We might be on the same page, but I wasn't happy about reading it.

To heck with him, I thought righteously. Him and the horse he rode in on.

He was being mighty chary with my money. Now that I was so rich, I could fling open the windows and doors and set the thermostat on forty, if I wanted to do something so foolish and wasteful.

If I'd learned anything over the past few years, it was not to make stupid assumptions. The idea that family would not harm you was a stupid assumption of the first order.

I realized closure was a necessary event, mentally and emotionally, but it seemed to me closure might gain traction as gradually as forgiveness did. These were not clear-cut stages with a beginning and a definite end.

Fiction just makes it all more interesting. Truth is so boring

Lillian is one of those disagreeable people who yet have some redeeming qualities, so that you can't write them off entirely—but you sure wish you could.

I'd have to say no, people don't change, but they can learn to behave differently. I want to believe otherwise.