The Greeks believed that once there were no male and female, that all souls were one. Then the souls were torn apart,… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
And the moment you care that much, a man has you. He owns a little piece of your soul, and he can… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
There's Only so much emotional super glue in a person's soul, that everything just stays broken. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Fear, the strength of earth's religions, gripping every living soul, Was a monstrous human error for the making of men whole. — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
There is some comfort in killing that which has hurt you, but it is cold comfort. It'll destroy things inside of you… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
That was the true terror of love, that you could love with your whole heart, your whole soul, and lose both — 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
