Quotes from Richelle Mead

I can say you're okay for an irreverent party boy with occasional moments of brilliance." "Brilliant? You think I'm brilliant?" He threw his hands skyward. "You hear that, world? Sage says I'm brilliant.

Look at you," I teased, walking over to her. "Fearlessly vanquishing Cashew the Deranged Squirrel.

Ah my daughter. Eighteen and already you've been accused of murder, aided felons and acquired a death count higher than most guardians will ever see. I couldn't be prouder." - Abe Mazure

With great effort, I pushed my questions to the side for the time being. We were still fugitives, still undoubtedly pursued. Sydney's car was a brand new Honda CR-V with Louisiana plates and rental sticker. "What the hell? Is this daring escape sponsored by Honda?" - Rose Hathaway

No podía ser la novia de Mason porque cuando me imaginaba a alguien sujetándome y murmurándome marranadas al oído, ese alguien tenía acento ruso.

I don't believe in soul mates, not exactly. I think it's ridiculous to think that there's only one person out there for us. What is your 'soul mate' lives in Zimbabwe? What is he dies young? I also think 'two souls becoming one' is ridiculous. You need to hold onto yourself.

He flipped the dail, and I crossed my arms over my chest as some vaguely European-sounding band sang about how video had killed the radio star. I wished someone would kill this radio.

You're on a roll here, aren't you? Never thought I'd have a heckler while pouring out my heart and soul.

Was that how I appeared? I often thought of myself as a trigger-happy queen bitch...

Non dovresti essere immune al freddo, visto che vieni dalla Siberia?» "Non credo che la Siberia sia come la immagini." "Io la immagino come un deserto artico" risposi sincera. "Appunto, non è decisamente come la immagini.

No," I said softly, feeling all the energy run out of me. I was tired. So, so tired. "I don't want a war. I...I can't unleash something like that." Then, for the first time so far, Dorian spoke. "I can," he said.

He was just one of those rare guys who could be both a gentleman and a badass.

Me? I was pretty much an Orthodox Agnostic. I figured God probably existed, but I didn't have the time or energy to investigate.

Strigoi are the Lost. You're the Tainted because you joined the modern world and left behind their backward ways for your own messed up customs." "Hey," I retorted. "We're not the ones with overalls and banjos." "Rose," chastised Dimitri, with a pointed look at the door. "Be careful. And besides, we only saw one person in overalls.

You never do anything without a reason." "Of course not. Why do anything without a reason?" "Don't start up with your circular logic.

Do not ever let anyone make you feel like you're less. Do not ever let anyone make you feel like you're invisible. Do not let anyone push you around.

We try to do what's right, or rather, what others say is right. But sometimes, when that goes against who we are...you have to choose

I grow and I shrink. I run and I crawl. Follow my voice, though I have none at all. I never do leave here, but I travel around I float through the sky and I creep through the ground. I keep my cache in a vault although I have no wealth, Seek my decay to safeguard your health.

We've had to deal with so many complications. We're still dealing with them. And what can we do? Nothing - well, unless we take your side's point of view and make deals with the devil. But why? Why can't we make deals with God? People do all the time. 'God, if you do this for me, I promise to be good.' Stuff like that. Yeah, but I don't see any contracts like you guys have. No hard evidence that it works. How come we can only get things we want by being bad? Why can't we get them by being good?

What happened, then? You're stomping through every puddle you can find and look like you're going to punch the first person you see." "Why are you hanging around, then? Aren't you worried about getting hit?" "Aw, you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty

Wild and disrespectful? Who the hell are you anyway, outsourced help?" -Rose Hathaway

One of the guardians distracted Ryan while the other - Dimitri, I now saw grabbed Camille. She screamed, not faking her fear. She apparently didn't find being in Dimitri's arms as thrilling as I did.

Wine's terrible for babies." Dorian swept into the sitting room to join me, elegantly arranging himself on a love seat that displayed his purple velvet robes to best effect. "Well of course it is. I'd never dream of giving wine to an infant! What do you take me for, a barbarian? But for you... well, it might go a long way to make you a little less jumpy. You've been positively unbearable to live around. "I can't have it either. It affects the babies in utero.

Well, I guess on the bright side of all of this, I can celebrate a new family member.