939 Quotes by Laurell K. Hamilton

Can you really rescue anyone, or anything, without rescuing a piece of yourself at the same time?

There will always be victims, Anita. Predators and prey, it is the way of the world.

I struggled to sit up, feeling stiff, but rested. “Where?” “Ted’s house.” I sat up straighter. Ted’s house? Edward’s house. I was finally going to get to see where Edward lived. I was going to snoop and strip some of his mystery away. If I didn’t get killed, finding out Edward’s secrets would make the entire trip worthwhile. If I did get killed, I’d come back and haunt Edward, see if I could make him see ghosts after all.

I started off like everyone else does, slogging but having a compulsion to put words on paper. I didn’t write or read horror or fantasy, other than children’s fantasy, until I was in my teens.

If I was truly as brave as I thought I was, I’d have let him go. But I loved him, and I wasn’t that brave.

It wasn’t just my beast’s hunger, but Jean-Claude’s blood thirst and Richard’s craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur running through all of it, so that one hunger fed into the next in an endless chain, a snake eating it’s own tail, an Ouroboros of desires.

I never forgave anyone for anything. A character flaw to be sure, but hell, everyone’s got to have at least one.

A flower may be beautiful all on its own, but a person is never truly beautiful unless someone’s eyes show him that he is beautiful.

Confidence is a fine trait. Over-confidence isn’t.