Kim Harrison Quotes

Typical" Kisten said, his eyes dramatically sad. "Try to do something nice for a person, cheer her up, and what do I get? Abused and robbed.

You think my kids just popped out of the ground?

Death and blood didn’t turn on a vampire. Fear and the chance to take blood did. There was a difference.

Memories of ice and Trent surfaced, and I wrapped my arms around my middle. I had saved him, and he had saved me. What was wrong with us?

Making a spell is easy. It's trusting you did it right that's hard.

Puppy presents on the rug. This sucked.

The quickest way to a woman's crotch is through her gullet. Can I make you a cake?" Big Al to Pierce, then Rachel.

I suddenly realized that a bunch of my friends needed babysitters and vowed to start screening my calls.

The gentle sound of her words became the shushing of my blood in my head, and I listened, hovering on the edge of consciousness, bathed in the oblivion of whatever drug they had given me.

Your welcome means more to me, Ivy Alisha Tamwood, than a thousand souls. Watching Rachel work is a wonder of one catastrophe after another.

I like the second better, but the first fits with the vampire watching what she can’t have.” I blinked. “What he can’t have,” I amended, flushing.

By Tink's diaphram...!

I'd watch your mouth", he said, tilting his head as he looked at my ID."The last lunker who laughed at her picture spent the night in the emergency room with a drink umbrella jammed up his nose".

I staggered backward-her one hand gripping my shoulder, the other still holding my wrists behind her-and she followed until my back hit the wall.

Hovering near panic, trying to focus but finding it hard to open my eyes. My heart was pounding. I couldn’t get enough air, and I couldn’t find the desire to push her away

I'm only going to be here for a time, then leave you." His gaze met mine. "And I will cry when I go, because I could love you forever.

Tears could not be equal, if I wept diamonds from the skies. Jenks (Black Magic Sanction)

I frowned, wondering if Trent would mind being the size of a fairy for a day. He could talk to the newest tenants in his garden.

Rachel, what do you do? Put an ad in the paper for trouble? (Glenn)

Oh for the sweet humpin' love of Tink! ~ Jenks

One person can't hold anything, but two can have the world.

What are you?" I rasped. It smiled. "Whatever scares you.

Why aren't you afraid of me? I've seen my death, and you're not it.

Gaily, if you can't demonstrate the ability to keep her alive, then I will take over her care and get you a dog instead." - Newt

I meant I’m not afraid of love being difficult. If it was easy, then everyone would find it.

Rose to Rachel: You cry you get angry then you do something about it.

You just click your heels and think there's no place like being pwned.

I do so like all-encompassing words. Verb, adjective, noun. Yes, you are shitted.

I'd never seen a man who could outshop me, but Jenks was a master.

We were innocent once. How could it have gone so bad?

The car was full of unhappy people heading west. It was the Great American Family Road Trip, all right. Whaaa-hoo!

Tinks titties Rache Jenks

Life was going on, and no one but a handful of people cared if I lived or died.

She's not your type. Since when do I have a type?

Relief spilled into me. He wanted to live. He just didn't know how.

It stinks of trains and that chili with the chocolate in it. Ooooh, books!" he exclaimed suddenly, making a beeline for the small library. (Al)

I just want my name back so my life can go back to chaotic and weird instead of chaotic and desperate.

He didn't want Lucy to grow up feeling alone, surrounded by everything and having nothing.

I sat for a moment, figuring things out, then decided to stay there. If I was on the floor, I couldn't fall down.

She just threatened to throw the next man who shoots at you out the window. Megan is awake. She offered to help. God, Trent, what is it with you and women?

Adjustment? She called that an adjustment? How about I adjust her right out of existence?

Ku’Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not…Cute Socks here.

Boots and leather jackets were strewn on her bed, and what looked like a new knife set. She’d taken a class last winter and was dying to try them out legally on someone.

They tried to kill me,” he said, his brow furrowed as he glared at them. “You saw them!” “Yeah?” I spouted off. “They weren’t very good at it!” (Trent and Rachel)

People die, Rachel," Ceri said, her cheeks flushing. "Not if I can help it," I snapped. "And not of a broken heart. If you could, I'd be dead already.

It was starting to smell really good in here. And if I liked what it smelled like, then they were liking what they were smelling, and ah…that would be me.

I’d given up on the white picket fence after Kisten had died—finding out my kids would be demons was the nail in the coffin.

Maybe I could be friends with a ghost. I wouldn’t be able to kill him.

Looking at everything, I started to feel nauseous, as if the seventies had taken refuge here against extinction and were preparing to take over the world.

I can think of a lot of things to do," he said, "and none of them involve standing up. - Al