Quotes from Marjorie M. Liu

I am vulnerable, starved for kindness. And when I receive it, I lose my mind.

Moscow was, as some said, the most beautiful mistress a man could ever want, but never cross her: like any good woman, she might just cut off your balls for the hell of it.

The demon bowed his head. "There are many kinds of Hunts. It is what defines us, renews us. It is the same for you, Hunter. We are born in blood, and we will die in blood, but in the interim, we must put fire to our veins and find new paths to tread upon." Tendrils of hair tapped his head. "Paths, up here.

she kept hoping Mulder and Scully would kiss each other well and good. Having a relationship vicariously through fantasy and excellent scripting was all Aggie had at the moment - and to be honest, it wasn't all that bad. Her imagination was always better than reality...

How's his appendix?" "Like crap. They almost didn't catch it in time, and he's still doing the ass-plant in a hospital bed, being doted on by an army of hot nurses. Makes me sick." "Maybeyou should rupture something." "Any more of these stories out of you and I just might.

Running was not always the coward's route; it was a matter of survival. The fewer violent encounters one invited, the longer the life.

Being alone was easier. No risk, just loneliness. No one ever died from that.

Bai Shen did not move. He gazed down at Miri, and she could still see the fear, but this time it was mixed with guilt and deep raging sorrow that she could only guess had less to do with her, and everything to do with setting one's heart on a plan that had proven itself to be The Dumbest Move Alive.

Miracles pass and I see. Great wonders speak and I listen.

All of us change. Everyone in this world, from birth to death, becomes someone new. Again and again, we are remade.

Do you know what the first poet said about our kind, young Ren? 'Cats are the great mystery, born in that space where shadow meets light ... that borderland of dreams and death, and death and life. No door is closed against us. No secret can defy us. We exist in every world, every universe, every possibility. We cannot be denied, not even by the dead.' We are magnificent, Ren Mormorian. We are fucking glorious.

We all burn. We burn in fire. We burn in blood. We burn in dreams. And it never ends. Dreams never end. You would not want them to. Not if it means forgetting. You can never forget. You, who are all that is left. So remember, we are born in fire. Again and again. You would live it all again. No matter how much it hurts. When it hurts you know you are alive. And you know that as long as you live, they live. And when you die, they die. You are the inheriter of memories.

He betrayed you, too." "I can't abandon people because they make mistakes - I would have to abandon myself.

He is not my father." "So said every unhappy daughter.

I do not fear, for I am protected; I do not feel superior, for I know the cut of being judged. We are all human, in all the ways that matter—but one would not know that for all the ways we become blind to each other, for the smallest trivialities.

Master Ren: "To quote the poets.. we're fucked".

Words are reflections. What we speak comes back to us. I prefer being told the truth, so I tell the truth. Within reason.

I'm too much a man for hysterics." Liu, Marjorie M. (2009-01-20). Hunter Kiss: A Companion Novella to The Iron Hunt and Darkness Calls (A Hunter Kiss Novella) (Kindle Locations 355-356). Penguin Group US. Kindle Edition.

I learned how to play poker from a one-eyed giant with no teeth and breath that smelled like a box of rotting armpits.

Mother Wolf, you called yourself. What does a wolf teach her pups but teeth and hunger? You didn't make me in your image. You made me into something worse. I have to know what that is.

I'd never indulged in feelings of loneliness. Too dangerous. I'd learned that after my mother's murder. Loneliness could swallow you up, like a disease. Make you vulnerable to anything, even a smile. But then I'd stopped being lonely. And what was more dangerous? Loneliness? Or having friends and family who could be taken from you? "Grant

Master Ren: "Inquisitrix! Be warned: I am commander Ren Mormorian, apprentice nekomancer to the great and ancient two-faced Zorian of Whiteclaw House! I have raised the ancient dead! I have fought the wraithmen of the Forsaken Forests! Cross me at your own peril! You can't blame a cat for trying. Flee!

You always knew what you had to do. No one ever told you. You had the resolve even then. Nor were you afraid of the dark or what waited for you there. But sometimes, I wish you had been.

I have hunted for less. I have killed for less. But never with as much pleasure.