Remember your personal demons should be afraid of you, because you are their home, their food, and as you heal, their executioner. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
-Please, Anita, go home, and don’t freak. Just go home, and be happy. Be happy, and let everyone around you be happy.… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
What happens in Vegas may stay in Vegas, but what happens in New Orleans, goes home with you. — 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
I locked the door, for what good it would do me, and went to bed. The Browning Hi-Power was in its second… — 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
If the eyes are the window to the soul, then Edward's in trouble 'cause no one is home. — 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
