Quotes from Charlaine Harris

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I am here, Eric said. And I am here. I was a little amused at Eric's phone answering technique. Sookie, my little bullet-sucker, he said, sounding fond and warm. Eric, my big bullshitter.

You just don't want a vampire pissed off at you.

Better to be screwed physically than financially.

This letter is written on the skin of one of the water sprites who drowned your parents.' 'Ick!' I cried, and dropped the letter on the kitchen table.

If it's easy to be friendly she will be. If the wind blows the other way her friendship will be gone. And I'm thinking the wind is blowing the other way. She has found some other way to be an important person in her own right by hating others.

Bring it on, fur-ass!

My brother, Jason, came into the bar, then, and sauntered over to give me a hug. He knows that women like a man who's good to his family and also kind to the disabled, so hugging me is a double whammy of recommendation.

My bodyguard was mowing the lawn in a pink bikini when the body fell from the sky.

This isn't what I expected when I found out you were sleeping in the house. What did you expect? I expected you'd come over here because you couldn't wait an extra minute to have fabulous, mind-blowing sex with me.

When I thought of the ferocity and strength of the fairy race, and the fact that it took all I had to open the damn blister pack and extricate the water pistols, my chosen method of defense seemed ludicrous. I'd be armed with a plastic water pistol and a trowel.

I didn't know what to think about first: me seeing Claude naked, Claude seeing me naked, or the whole fact that we were related and naked in the same room. (Sookie Stackhouse, Dead in the Family)

Eric appeared to be counting my eyelashes. I tried to keep my gaze on my hands, to indicate modesty. I felt power tweaks kind of flow over me and had an uneasy feeling Eric was trying to influence me. I risked a quick peek, and sure enough he was looking at me expectantly. Was I supposed to pull off my dress? Bark like a dog? Kick Bill in the shins? Shit.

This must be the legendary Yankee rudeness

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.

How is Eric?' 'Very tightly wound. Plus, a lot of stuff happened that he'll tell you about.' 'Thanks for the warning. I'll go to the house now. You're my favorite breather.' 'Oh. Well ... great.' She hung up.

One of the most wonderful, and the most appalling, things about Eric loving me was that he didn't give a shit about anyone else.

There's no way you can kill someone and get to the other side of the experience unchanged.

Do I look like I have anything ? I asked him, in a reasonable voice. He looked as unnerved as the nurse had. He said, Sorry, and backed away. I took a step after him. I screamed, I HAVE NOTHING! And then I said, in a perfectly calm voice, See, I never had anything to start with.

If I was getting harder, it was in response to the world around me.

Sookie's Thoughts on Debbie Pelt) she had been cruel to Alcide, insulted me grievously, burned a hole in my favorite wrap and—oh—tried to kill me by proxy. Also, she had stupid hair.

My mother finally took me to a child psychologist, who knew exactly what I was, but she just couldn't accept it and kept trying to tell my folks I was reading their body language and was very observant, so I had good reason to imagine I heard people's thoughts. Of course, she couldn't admit I was literally hearing people's thoughts because that just didn't fit into her world.

As it was, I couldn't escape the feeling that I was out of my element. I found myself thinking of a book I'd left half-read at home and wishing I'd stuck it in my purse so I could pull it out now.

I had never realized a woman could have to struggle to keep her hands off a man, but here I was, digging my nails into my palms, staring at the inside of my eyelids as though I could maybe see through them if I peered hard enough.