“I know a thing about resentment: it is a poison you drink yourself, expecting others to die.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“You both talk too much,” the kid says. “Shut up. Don’t make me tell you again.” We shut up, which I find… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Every morning he comes to the top of the stairs and looks down over the club and he stands there, so big… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I return my attention to the situation at hand and realize Reality—the impatient bitch—has made my decision for me. She does that… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I pinch the sentence's butt with my other hand and tug it from my skin like a leech, smack it back on… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Rule #1 in the Universe: the crap always hits the fan. It's the nature of crap. It's a fan magnet.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I smack myself in the forehead. “Holy priceless collection of Etruscan snoods, they’re not moving!” I exclaim. There’s a choking noise over… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I hear a guttural sound followed by a weak sigh and look back at the bodies. "I'm going to kill the kid,"… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I’ve never paid any attention to time. Dancer says I’ve enjoyed a luxury most people never have. He hates clocks and watches… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I look up but don't spot him. "I take care of myself. I ain't living with nobody. Got my own digs. What… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Dani: Crank it up. Lets get this party started. *I hand Dancer my iPod.* Lor: What is this crap. Where the hell… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Fine. Okay. I killed her. But I didn’t mean to. And I didn’t kill her, kill her.” “Oh, I see. As long… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I can either be a victim—or a winner. Fuck victimhood. I don’t wear it well; it clashes with my wardrobe.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Ancient eyes had stared at me, filled with ancient grief. And something more. Something so alien and unexpected that I'd almost burst into tears.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Some things are sacred. Until you act like they're not. Then you lose them — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Sometimes, Ms. Lane," he said, "one must break with one's past to embrace one's future. It is never an easy thing to do. It… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“I think I’m under control, that I’ve stripped away all weaknesses. That committing to my mission has made me impervious. I’m wrong. The thought… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset, to touch… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Finally, someone had seen him. And what had he done? Let her get away. Undermined by his disgusting human anatomy. It had just been… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Our sex is fierce. We will both be bruised. "I want it to always be like this," I tell him. "Try holding onto that… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Strength wasn‘t about being able to do everything alone. Strength was knowing when to ask for help and not being too proud to do… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“He swapped the fistful of my shirt for one in my hair, and ground his mouth against mine.” — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
