Yes, I have loved, Ms. Lane, and although it's none of your business, I have lost. Many things. — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
If you weaken, I'll be strong. If you get lost, I'll be your way home. If you despair, I'll bring you joy.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
If aught must be lost, ‘twill be my honor for yours. If one must be forsaken, ‘twill be my soul for yours.… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
The White Mansion isn't boring, lass. Never boring. It's the grand demesne the Unseelie King built for his concubine. It's a living,… — 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
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
I am a kite in a tornado but I have a long string. There is tension in my line. Somewhere, someone is… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Procrastinating is number three on my Stupid List. You still end up exactly where you didn't want to be, doing exactly what… — 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
