Marie Quotes
I want us to be... what is your word? Friends." "Psychotic rapists don't have friends." "I was unaware you were a psychotic rapists or I would not have offered." (Mac & V'lane)
If V’lane were a signpost, it would read Abandon All Personal Will, Ye Who Tread Here.
Oooh! Stop that. When you smile at me I want all of it." "What?" He looked confused
He's trying not to laugh. I tell him I would have doomed mankind for him, and he's trying not to laugh.
Are we, like, having a conversation?" "Did you just, like, ask me for advice and listen with an open mind? If so, then yes, I would call this a conversation
Nobody home but She for Whom I Am the World. Can't go on like this, can't keep doing it.- Jericho Barrons
He is in my soul and i am in his, and we are in bed but we are in a desert, and i do not know where he begins and i end - Mac
The inspector ate only two of my tiny sandwiches: the first because he hadnt expected it to taste so awful; the second, I think, because hed thought surely the first must have been a mistake.
I'd never been turned on by the Ken doll—even before I looked down his pants and saw what was missing.
Pretty girl and all. Asking. Gotta love that. Stuff of heroes. Don't get the role too often.
When my faith is getting weak And I feel like giving in You breathe into me again.
My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.
We have to save the world," I reminded him. He reached for me. "The world can wait. I can't.
Will an hour be enough?” An hour implied that I needed a lot of help. “I’ll see what I can do,” I said coolly. I was ready in twenty minutes.
Barrons’ lips twitched. I’d almost made him smile. Barrons smiles about as often as the sun comes out in Dublin, and it has the same effect on me; makes me feel warm and stupid.
He was still frowning at the cake, looking at it as if he expected it to sprout dozens of legs and begin scuttling toward him, thin-lipped, teeth bared.
Barrons: "He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off." Mac: "The child?" I gasped
For the record, Irish," he informed her tightly, just in case she got the wrong idea, "I kneel to no one.
Are you decent?" a woman's voice called, pushing the door cautiously ajar. "Nay, but we're clothed," Cian purred.
Keeping vigil over her are two monsters of very different breeds but monster just the same. Death on her left. Devil on her right.
It's a sponge and I'm a sponge and for a second there all our sponge parts are one and I don't just have square pants, everything about me is squarish because I'm part of a wall.
If you're trying to force the story to be a straight up romance, it's going to be weird for you.
Do you think a woman can give a man everything while still withholding her heart? We are not made that way! - Fiona
I love re-creating myself. Change means you get to choose again. Become something new. -Dani
No way. I'm not going in there. I draw the line at grave-robbing, Barrons. It's not your pen.
You need me as much as I need you. That makes us equal partners in my book. Well, your book is just wrong.
As he closed the door he said over his shoulder, "Because you're a good lass." A heavy sigh. "And I'm no' a good man.
He knows what I'm thinking. Always. We're connected. The atoms between us ferry messages back and forth.
If he was winter, I was summer. If I was sunshine, he was night. A dark and stormy one.
I don't believe Barrons is out to destroy mankind. I don't think he particularly cares much for mankind, but I don't think he has any deep-seated desire to see us all wiped out.
