“Her brain has more muscles than her body, and less sense. Her passion for life pushes her limbs further than they were… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
There was pain, but there was also joy. It was in the tension between the two that life happened. Imperfect as it… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Life is not black and white. The closes we ever get to either of those colors is wearing them. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
They loved so intensely that moments of their life have been etched into the very fabric of the mansion. Some say the… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Life didn't explode in the sunshine and pretty places. Life took the strongest root with a little bit of rain and with… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
All my life, up until that moment, I'd had a warm, protective blanket wrapped around me, knitted of aunts and uncles, purled… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Barrons, Jericho: I haven't the faintest fecking clue. He keeps saving my life. I suppose that's something. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
I make a new discovery that totally blows; dying is the easy part. It's coming back to life that sucks. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Barrons knows virtually everything about me. I wouldn’t be surprised if somewhere he has a little file that encompasses my entire life… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
I'd gazed into the abyss and the abyss had gazed back, just like Daddy always said it would: You want to know… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Circenn moved swiftly, intending to catch the tear upon his finger, kiss it away, then kiss away all her pain and fear,… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“All my sins were trapped between its covers. And the damn thing just wouldn’t go away. I’d tried to escape culpability, and… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
There are really only two positions one can take toward anything in life: hope or fear. Hope strengthens, fear kills. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Being touched by Jericho Barrons with kindness makes you feel like you the biggest, most savage lion in the jungle, lying down,… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
A woman who’s lived in a cage all her life. And hates it. Bored in there, aren’t you. Waiting for life to… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
“Names are illusions,” he growled. “Nonsensical labels seized upon by people to make them feel better about the intangibility of their puny… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
And there you have it...if I knew that I could only have a few nights in that man's arms or nothing, I… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Life equaled love plus passion squared. Loving and being passionate about what one did was what made life so precious. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Using your own time to make someone else’s life better is, like, the nicest thing you can do for anybody. — 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
