Melissa Marr Quotes

Sometimes love means letting go when you want to hold on tighter.

Happiness is a choice.

He tipped her head up. "Don't give up. Don't leave me before you're even here.

you are my life now. this"_he waved a hand dismissively around him at the club-"the fey, everything, it all falls into place once you accept me" -kennan

Chase away sorrow by living

He looked good, like sin in a suit.

We are what we are, neither a good or as bad as others paint us. And what we are doesn't change how truly we feel, only how free we are to follow those feelings.

Choose to be happy. It is what we have all done.

I'd stop anyone from taking that smile from you. I would, if I were allowed.

Mortals are such fragile things. Just tender feelings walking around exposed in their delicate shells...Easy to crush.

Rejoice as summer should...chase away sorrows by living.

Life is too short to read books that I'm not enjoying.

Seth gave her that: a private space to believe in the illusion of normalcy.

You. I've spent my life waiting for you.' -Keenan

I don't know why certain people shine for others. I don know why you and not someone else

I like to read the ending first.

And sometimes you meet someone who doesn't see you any differently if you tell them. That is everything.

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you,” he whispered. “Lucky them.

Writing is not just the technical act of your fingers on the keyboard. Writing is living.

I'm still yours, though. That won't ever change, Shadow Girl.

-"You won't like me if I'm cruel." -"I don't like you now." -"We don't lie." -"I'm mortal, Irial. I can lie all I want to.

And he smiled at her, truely smiled- wicked and lovely.

Without stopping kissing her, he swept her up into his arms. They stood in the motel lobby kissing until someone called, "Get a room." Donia pulled back and laughed. "That was the plan. They said no.

What does it mean when nightmares dream of peace? When shadows wish for light?

Will you be my forever, Donia?

Discord says it's a good idea. That's comforting.

I'm not bloodthirsty, but...seriously, she killed you. She needs to be dead.

and "good" doesn't mean he's worthy of you , does it ?

You say potato; I say potahto..." I say integrity; you say deceit.

As if fixing the little errors would made the big stuff manageable.

Were you hoping for a quest? A seemingly impossible task that you could relay to your queen afterward? Would you like to tell her that you found and slayed the dragon for love of her? -Queen Sorcha

I was thinking it was worth the risk if it meant forever with my faery girlfriend.

You cannot force me to make my wishes now" She squared her shoulders and looked at him. "I've read texts.

I am Devlin, brother and advisor to the High Queen, assassin, and keeper of order.

Have you ever tried?" "No." Then don't tell me I can't.

I was very afraid to write a novel - it was a dream for a very long time, and it was one of the few things that I was afraid to try.

It wasn't the tattoo that had changed her, had given her repossession of her body. It was her actions, her choices. It was finding the path when it looked like there weren't any paths to be found.

He'd given her his vow: to take care of her, to keep her from hurt or pain, from wanting for anything. Her leaving didn't negate his promises; they weren't conditional.

You already gave me forever, Aislinn. I'm asking for a chance at right now.

For this mortal I would disobey my queen, abandon my king, the court that has protected me all these years. All of it.

You're not weak at all. Wounded, but that's nothing to be ashamed of.

to not act is a choice too

Sometimes being human sucks.

He leaned back for a moment to tug her shirt down her arms, with the same wicked, lovley smile that had first stolen her breath years ago.

She was afraid, but she couldn't just sit around waiting for someone to save her. She had to try to save herself, try to figure it out.

And he was gone before she could think clearly enough to explain that her yes was a Yes, I'll marry you.

I want to say that I really appreciate that readers are willing to work with my tendency to write in several different genres and for different age groups.

Over a four-month period, I sat down and wrote every day. And then there was a novel, and all of a sudden, there were agents and offers.

Faeries are equally loyal and deceitful.

They've been stealing mortals away for centuries, but they can't have you.