Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes
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murder takes presedence over watching my boyfriend strip" -ID, Anita to Nathaniel
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The heart wants what it wants, Dolp. You don't plan on making your life complicated, it just happens,and you don"t do it on purpose, and you don't do it to hurt people who love you. It just turns out that way sometimes.
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Love mattered, in the end. A house without love would always fall, maybe not today or tomorrow, but in the end without love nothing could endure.
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I'd been willing to kill for the people I loved for a very long time; now I had to start living for them.
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I don't have a master. I'm not sure if I have an equal.
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Somehow I think Trophy Wives wear more makeup and less cutlery. But hey, I haven't ever met a Trophy Wife, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs.
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Zerbrowski said, "Try not. Do. Or do not. There is no try." It took me a second to realize that he had just quoted Star Wars to me. It made me smile, and in that moment I loved him, just for that.
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True love means you love the real person, not an ideal that you have in your head and superimpose over them. That's illusion and lies to me.
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I knew from the moment I heard you, the moment I saw the gun and realized that this lovely, petit woman was the executioner, that you would never die waiting for me to save you - that you would save yourself.
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Is death such a high price to pay, when you will die anyway?
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I told her why we are here. I told you wouldn't hurt Jack." "The coffin?" I smiled. I couldn't help it. He was a 'jack in a box.
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If I wasn't dead already, I'd said I was having a heart attack.
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If I'd been easily discouraged, I could have been a one-hit wonder
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No 'Good evening, Jean-Claude, how are you doing?' Just down to business. How terribly rude,ma petite ." - Jean-Claude
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I smiled at him, as Doyle squeezed my hand and I squeezed back. "Some people are addicted to falling in love, Doctor. Some people love that rush of new emotions, and when that first rush of new love is spent, they move on to the next, thinking the love wasn't real. What I felt in her, and potentially in you, is the love of years. Love that knows that that first rush of freshness isn't the real thing. It's the tip of the iceberg.
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One of my favorite things about hanging out with the monsters is the healing. Straight humans seemed to get killed on me a lot. Monsters survived. Let's hear it for the monsters.
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I looked at Micah, who shrugged. I looked at Rafael, who shook his head. Nice that none of us knew why he was undressing.
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Assuming the worst was always safer. And usually truer.
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Every ruler should strive for his people to love him. But if they cannot love you, then make them fear you. Love is better, but fear will do the job.
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Stupidity isn't punishable by death. If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop.
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What was I supposed to say?.....did I tell them the Master had the hots for me, so I'd probably be okay? -Anita
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If you're open to it, New Orleans will teach you about yourself, but if you want to hide from who you really are, the city will help you do that, too.
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You can't save everybody. In fact, there are days when I think you can't save anyone. Each person has to save himself first, then you can move in and help. I have found this philosophy does not work during a gun battle, or a knife fight either. Outside of that it works just fine.
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Some people just don't seem to understand the concept of fiction. It is fiction; it ain't true, folks
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You smell of other peoples blood, ma petite. It was no one you know. -Jean Claude and Anita
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You awful hard to kill, Anita.' 'There's a first time, Luther, and that's all it takes.
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Feelings are never stupid, they just make us feel stupid sometimes.
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You cannot die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death.
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He looked less handsome without the smile and glow in his eyes, but he also seemed more real. Being real will get me into trouble faster than any amount of charm.
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One serial killer sends me a human head in a box, and I get all spooked; Go figure.
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