Kim Harrison Quotes

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“You bet your Grannie's Panties I will.”

“Al was standing a bare three feet away, his mood almost jovial as he took the paper and it vanished in a wash of black sparkles.

“Thank you, Rachel,” he said, carefully reaching for my hand as Trent stiffened.

“Welcome back, my itchy witch.”

“His eyes met mine at the soft touch, and a chime seemed to shake the ley line, realigning the universe.

He was mine.”

“Good God, Rachel, cant you go five minutes… sweet sticky hell on a stick!' the demon exclaimed, his thoughts reeling from anger to concern as he realized I was hopped up on something.”

“You have such interesting thoughts. No wonder witches are ephemeral. You drive yourself crazy. You should simply do what you want without the soul-searching. It will be easier in the long run, Rachel Mariana Morgan.”

“Al's voice was faint but resolute. "Stand up. Try to look sexy."

"In a bedsheet?" I complained, running my hands down it. "How can I look sexy in a bedsheet?" He cleared his throat, and I grimaced. "Never mind.”

“Having been a demon curse, however brief, should leave a mark. A streak of silver hair, or bewitching eyes. Maybe crows on one's roof or a hound from hell at your heel. Blowing out my breath I stood and squinted at my reflection. A black eye. Swell.”

“Memories of ice and Trent surfaced, and I wrapped my arms around my middle. I had saved him, and he had saved me. What was wrong with us?”

“Five trolls in a dra-a-a-a-ag,' the four-inch man sang from my shoulder. 'Four purple condoms, three French ticklers, two horny vamps and a succubus in the snow.”

“Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.”

“I'll wait for you under the bluebells. I'll be there always.”

“Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.”

“I was having coffee with my bodyguard. I didn't expect to be hunting bad guys until later. Leather before sundown is tacky.”

“Being poor is not an indication of potential or worth. It’s a lack of resources.”

“He's going to hurt you," Al said, looking at Pierce. "I can take care of you, teach you to survive. Be there for you, even if you do hate me."
I shivered. "I don't want him," I said, and Al turned away, seeming smaller somehow.”

“… Ivy’s COOK THE STEAK, DON’T STAKE THE COOK apron…”

“Come on, Rachel!" Jenks shrilled. "You're a badass, not a bad witch!”

“No one wears buckles anymore, and I decided to get him some real boots next winter solstice.”

“Avoiding me, Quen downed a swallow of wine. "Trent is a fine young man," he said, watching the remaining wine swirl.

"Yes… " I drawled, cautiously. "If you can call a drug lord and outlawed-medicine manufacturer a fine young man.”

“Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.”

“You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned.”

“His right ear still held both studs, and I wondered who had the missing earring. I would have asked, but was afraid he’d tell me Ivy had it.”

“Maybe if I didn't say anything about what happened, we could get back to the way we were. Ignoring a problem was a perfectly acceptable way to deal with it, as long as both people agree never to bring it up again.”

“She reeked of tenure”

“The cookie maker needs someone to look out for him.”

“Anything worth having is going to be hard”

“And while seeing Trent in his tighty-whities would make my decade, I’d found out long ago that I couldn’t stay mad at a man wearing nothing but underwear. They looked so charmingly vulnerable.”

“Did something happen to the sanctity of your church again?"

My eye twitched. "Newt broke it so she could look in my closet." Again.”

“She was only a year old, but elves grew up fast. Not like witches, who Jenks swore were not able to be on their own until they were thirty. Ahem.”

“Life was going on, and no one but a handful of people cared if I lived or died.”

“Double damn. I was a harlot. I was a freaking vampire hussy.”

“Al was cruel, vindictive, angry, elegant, powerful. He gave me strength, he gave me wisdom, not only about magic, but about myself. He was a lot like Trent, only harsher around the edges.”

“Rose to Rachel:
You cry you get angry then you do something about it.”

“You are the devil to talk to, Rachel," he said curtly. "Will you shut up and listen?”

“They tried to kill me,” he said, his brow furrowed as he glared at them. “You saw them!”

“Yeah?” I spouted off. “They weren’t very good at it!”

(Trent and Rachel)”

“I will compensate all your one-inch, two-inch losses because I know how important every inch is to you aged, decrepit men.”

“Coffee. I could smell coffee. Coffee would make everything better.”

“Jenks, you can fly me up the rest of the way to Trent, and then pow! I give
Trent his statue."

"Pow, you'll be naked!" Jenks exclaimed.

(Rachel and Jenks)”

“I'd never seen a man who could outshop me, but Jenks was a master.”

“I sighed. "And what am I to you, Al?"

"My maid," he said brightly. "Shall we do this?”

“Okay, you drive," she said. "I'll sit with m head hanging out of the window like a golden retriever.”

“We could've done this anywhere, but I wanted you to see me, to see this," he said, gesturing at the room. "I wanted you to know where I come from, what I am under the choices I make.”

“Rache! Glad you're… Tink loves a duck!" he said, wings clattering. "It stinks of sex in here. God, woman. I leave you alone for one night, and you're humping the ghost." - Jenks to Rachel”

“Jenks squinted at me, and when Trent nodded, the pixy gestured sourly to Bis to get on with it. A four inch man ruled us all.”

“Because for all the changes, some things were immutable truths: friendship transcends all barriers, understanding trumps fear, and great power can always be surmounted by determination.”

“Puppy presents on the rug. This sucked.”

“I didn’t mean now,” he protested. “I’m not going to raise the child. I’m having enough trouble with Rachel.”

“I hate it when she tabs a line," Ivy whispered to Kisten in the corner. "You ever see anything freakier than that?" "You should see the face she makes when she—"
"Shut up, Kist!" I exclaimed, my eyes flashing open to find him grinning at me.”

“I like the second better, but the first fits with the vampire watching what she can’t have.” I blinked. “What he can’t have,” I amended, flushing.”