“Is he your only child? I asked, "my only son" padma said. "My condolences" I said....Anita Blake” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“She laughed that joyous full-blown sound that children eventually grow out of, as if the world bleeds the joy from them.” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Talking to children is like testifying in court, answer just whatÄs asked, don't elaborate, and don't volunteer information.” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“SOME people are just born evil. No twisted childhood trauma, no abusive father, or alcoholic mother, just plain God-awful mean.” — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Everyone else goes home for nostalgia, and happy memories. I end up feeling like I never fit in with the family as… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Goddess” he said. Her voice floated to us. Yes, Child.” Will I see you again?” Just her voice now, young and old… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Therapy can get you only so far with exorcising your childhood nightmares; after that it's willpower, and you, and people you can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
I started off like everyone else does, slogging but having a compulsion to put words on paper. I didn't write or read… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Children make that big a difference to you? He asked. I nodded. Yeah, they do. I never figured you as the maternal… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I’d call it a gift, at least until I had to take Nicky home with me, and then I was going to… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
When I was younger, I'd wanted someone to promise me that things would work out and nothing bad would ever happen again.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“My answer seemed to please him, and he let it go. Matthew was teaching me not to over explain, to explain just… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I thought we were the good guys,” he said, and it had that note of a child who finally realizes that sometimes… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I’ve got to go.” He hung up suddenly as if afraid of being caught. His mom had probably come into the room.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Some days you go bear hunting and you get eaten. Some days you come home with a nice rug to roll around… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“What is that old children’s rhyme, ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me’? Anyone who says… — 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 Image
If you’re alive, don’t move, if you’re dead, don’t worry about it. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Money doesn't spend in hell.... The devil deals in a different coin. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
I know that look, Blake. You are a drowning woman, and the only way out is down the aisle. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
...you don't need ghosts to be haunted. Memory does that just fine without any supernatural help at all. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
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 Image
