A little boy who's discovered the monster under the bed is actually real, and it's screwing Mommy. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
We were U.S. Marshals. We hunted and killed the monsters. We did not run from them — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Edward wonders why I’m so sympathetic to the monsters. The answer is simple. Because I am one.” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Is it better to outmonster the monsters or to be quietly devoured? — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
The second you stop questioning yourself is the second that you become the monster. -Merry — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
It's not the fur or the fangs that make you a monster, not always. Sometimes, it's just where you draw the line. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“You make everything all right for me, Anita. You make me feel like a human being instead of a monster.’ 'And you… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Nicky looked down at me with a knowledge on his face that he was holding the monster in his arms. I'd have… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Let’s pretend it is a threat, because you need to understand that the other officers aren’t keeping me safe from you; they’re… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
It's not about winning, Haven. I'm not a prize to be won. I'm not the princess that needs rescuing from the dragon.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
His parting shot to me had been, "I don't want to love someone who is more at home with the monsters than… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Then stop trying to throw logic at nightmares. Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they're real and the only way to… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
One of my favorite things about hanging out with the monsters is the healing. Straight humans seemed to get killed on me… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Sometimes the monsters are real, Anita. Sometimes they’re real and the only way to defeat them is to be the bigger monster.'… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I sat on the bed. Neither of us said anything. I wasn't slick and sophisticated enough for this. What do you say… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Sometimes it's not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you and know, absolutely know, that the sound in… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I could have just said I'm good at my job, but I didn't. Didn't want the police thinking I was holding out… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Most of the monsters... are based on some sort of mythology. Every culture and even some geographical areas have monsters and mythology… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Tell that to the BTK killer,” I said. “He was a churchgoer, raised two kids, married, and resisted the urge to kill… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
What does it mean when the monsters are so afraid of you that you make them cry? That maybe monster depends on… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Edward: I don't know whether to put my fingers in my ears and go la-la-la or find more of your guards so we can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“I slowed, just a little, one to save energy, and one to let Russell catch up sooner. I took a big breath and prepared.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“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… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“Just another day in my life. This was one of those days when I thought that maybe a new life, a different life, wouldn't… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
“What is that old children’s rhyme, ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me’? Anyone who says that doesn’t… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
I hated missing the end of anything. I was always convinced that the bit I'd miss would be the best part. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
He made a small sigh, as he swallowed the first blood, then his mouth closed over my earlobe, mouth working at the wound, tongue… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
He gave a small nod, and I smiled back, and that was it. He understood that I'd understood that he'd understood. It took us… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
[T]hese last few days where I've moped around damn near depressed for real, because of people who do not exist. Not really. I can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share
