Quotes from Charlaine Harris

A year ago it would have torn me up, leaving a body behind as we sped away along the interstate. Now I was just glad it was him and not me who was lying in the woods. I was a terrible Christian and a decent survivalist.

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

Bill didn't get any kind of erotic thrill from a wineglass of LifeFlow.

Please have a seat," I said, though I sounded about as welcoming as a church lady forced to entertain an atheist.

she was ethereally lovely, with a kind of deadly edge. the deadly edge was what a person shouldn't forget.

Since he was a man with a powerful protective urge, he stepped ahead of me, in front of me. So of course, we were attacked from behind.

I like you a lot," I said. I could read his mind fairly clearly, just at this instant. He liked me, too; right at the moment, he liked me a whole bunch. He wanted to like me right up against the wall.

Don't worry about not feeling guilty," Alcide said. "Something'll come along pretty soon that you'll feel guilty about. Save it up.

I had what amounted to an emotional hangover.

I began looking at the shelves of new arrivals. Most of them were some permutation on self-help. Going by how popular these books were and how often they were checked out, everyone in Bon Temps should have become perfect by now.

we didn't have any blankets and

The southern standard of niceness was this: You'd never been convicted of anything, you didn't look at other's women's husbands too openly. You wrote your thank-you notes and were polite to your elders. You had to take a keen interest in your children's upbringing. And you made sure your family was fed adequately. There were sideways and byways in this "nice" thing, but those were the general have-tos.

Would that detective be Arthur Smith?" Mother asked. I heard the permafrost under her words.

Earth is the home of the living, not the dead.

Eric shone like the moon; he was pale and commanding, and there was a large empty space around him. He was alone. He held out his hand to me, and I took it, to a flare of dismay from the twoeys.

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

If I was so malicious or off-color or just plain wrongheaded that I had to constantly censor my conversation with a minister, then I needed the experience anyway.

Though I didn't mind being by myself from time to time—in fact, I enjoyed it—I'd had a little too much of it lately. And being alone is a lot more fun if it's optional.

As to your being worthy, I don't think falling in love has much to do with the worth of the object of love. But I'd dispute your assessment. I think you're a fine woman, and I think you always try to be the best person you can be.

I felt there must be substance below the stuffed-shirt exterior. After all, he was a Lizzie Borden expert…

on the whole," he continued, "I'd have to say no, people don't change, but they can learn to behave differently. I want to believe otherwise. If you have an argument that says I'm wrong, I'd be glad to hear it." We

No one will tell you." "Like who?" "Anyone. It's the damnedest thing. I really want to know what I'm up against.

It's like dating the Godfather, Bill. I'm

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