965 Quotes by Karen Marie Moning

Pretty girls don’t have ugly mouths.

Almost only counts in hand grenades and horseshoes.

Were not there you, I’d be not too.

You can’t save people from themselves. You can only try to wake them up.

What if I told you that when you kiss me, lass, I doona feel cursed? That mayhap your kisses could save me. Would you?

R-E-G-R-E-T. I can spell that word now. Raw. Endless. Grief. Raining. Eternal. Tears. That’s what regret is.

Using some of your own time to make someone else’s life better is, like, the nicest thing you can do for anybody. I almost can’t stand it, it makes me so happy.

Dude, you are one sick feck.” “Och, Dani, my love,” he says, gliding toward the bed, “you’ve really no idea.

A little blood never bothers me.