Karen Marie Moning: Trending quotes (page 10)

“I wake up wating you. I fall asleep wanting you. I watch a magnificent sunrise and can think only of sharing it with you. I glimpse a piece of amver and see your eyes. Jillian, I've caught a disease, and the fever abates only when I'm near you.”

“I get it the whole idea of willingly going to hell for someone. Living there insane if you have to because you’d rather be insane with them than endure life without them.”

“What is trust, sidhe-seer, but expectation that another will behave in a certain fashion, consistent with prior actions?”

“She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside.

-Gibraltar to Quinn”

“He wasn't just masculine and sexual, he was carnal in a set-your-teeth-on-edge kind of way; he was almost frightning.”

“Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever.”

“Sometimes I worry that there’s not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that I’m a hard drive with limited gigabytes and one day I won’t be able to maintain the firewall between them. I wonder if that’s what senility is.”

“He'd surely been spawned by some cataclysmic event of nature, not born.”

“It‘s funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.”

“I think sex with him might undo my essential cellular cohesion.”

“How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?”

“I kept it to remind me that although there is evil, there is sometimes beauty and light. You, Jillian. You were always my light.”

“Like is an emotion. Emotions”—he raised a hand, made a fist, clenched it tightly—“are like holding water. You open your hand, there’s nothing there. Better to be a weapon than a woman.”

“You can’t give somebody faith. They either got it or they don’t.”

“The inspector ate only two of my tiny sandwiches: the first because he hadn't expected it to taste so awful; the second, I think, because he'd thought surely the first must have been a mistake.”

“Why did the Lord Master take one look at you and leave? What are you, Barrons?”

“The one who will never let you die, and that’s more, Ms. Lane, than anyone in your life has ever been able to say to you. More than anyone else can do.”

“He just didn't look like the kind of creep that would messily murder a woman in her hotel room; he looked like the kind of creep that could line her up in the sights of an assassins rifle without a shred of emotion.”

“I'd turn and run but I'm anchored by two dudes that could hold the Titanic during a tsunami.”

“He looked blank. “He’s the one who’s been doing the magic against us?”

“Duh,” I said.

“Doona be ‘duh’ing me, lass,” he growled, his burr thickening.”