Top 500 Karen Marie Moning Quotes (2024 Update)
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251. “Self-pity is wasted emotion. It merely prolongs whatever trauma you suffered by keeping it alive in your head. Dude, you survived it. Move on.”

— Karen Marie Moning

252. “He is my vulnerability.”

— Karen Marie Moning

253. “Safety is a fence, and fences are for sheep.”

— Karen Marie Moning

254. “Churches crack me up. They’re like money, a conspiracy of faith. Like everyone agreed to believe that not only is there a God, but he comes down and checks on folks, so long as they hang in certain places, put up alters, burn lots of candles and incense, and perform sit-stand-kneel and other wacky rituals that’d make a coven of witches not look OCD.”

— Karen Marie Moning

255. “Flirtation doesn’t have to go somewhere; it certainly doesn’t need to end up in bed. I like to think of it as a little friendlier than a handshake, a little less intimate than a kiss. It’s a way of saying hi, you look great, have a wonderful day. A tasteful flirtation, played out people who understand the rules, leave everyone feeling good and can perk up the bluest mood.”

— Karen Marie Moning

256. “Depression gets you nowhere but tangled in an overgrown garden that can choke the life out of you.”

— Karen Marie Moning

257. “My point is you can’t believe only in Voldemort. You have to believe in Dumbledore, too.”

— Karen Marie Moning

258. “A woman had to be kissed by Dageus MacKeltar to fully understand how devastating it was. How it could bring a woman to her knees.”

— Karen Marie Moning

259. “I’m as weak and helpless and doomed as any other person. I’m a willing victim, ready, waiting, eager to be destroyed. I know with one part of my mind how horrifying that is, but with another part of my mind – a much larger one – I don’t care. Being a victim to eternal pleasure sounds like the most perfect state of existence I could ever imagine.”

— Karen Marie Moning

260. “When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.”

— Karen Marie Moning

261. “To be a protector, you can’t think like a protector. You must always think like a conqueror first.”

— Karen Marie Moning

262. “We’re taking back the night.”

— Karen Marie Moning

263. “When we’re kids,” Dancer said, “we’re made of steel. And we think we’re invincible but stuff happens and that steel gets stretched and pulled and twisted into impossible shapes. Most people are torn apart by the time they’re married and have kids of their own. But some people, the few, figure out how to let that steel heat and bend. And in all the places other people break, they get stronger.”

— Karen Marie Moning

264. “Jericho Barrons was my poison now.”

— Karen Marie Moning

265. “When Drustan reached the bottom step, she flung herself into his arms. He swung her up into his embrace and kissed her hungrily. By the time he’d finished, she was gasping for air and laughing. “My turn?” Dageus teased.”

— Karen Marie Moning

266. “A wing or a thigh? Ah, I’m afraid we don’t have any thighs left.”

— Karen Marie Moning

267. “He’d surely been spawned by some cataclysmic event of nature, not born.”

— Karen Marie Moning

268. “I was stunned to see that he looked stunned himself, which was an exorbitant display of emotion for Barrons.”

— Karen Marie Moning

269. “He stepped into the morning feeling more alive than he’d felt in months. Hold fast and believe in me, love, he whispered across the centuries. Because love and belief were serious magic in and of themselves.”

— Karen Marie Moning

270. “He wasn’t just masculine and sexual, he was carnal in a set-your-teeth-on-edge kind of way; he was almost frightning.”

— Karen Marie Moning

271. “I wondered what one wore to visit a vampire. The chic red sweater set didn’t go so well with my darker hair, and I was afraid it might be construed as a flirtatious invitation to color me bloodier.”

— Karen Marie Moning

272. “Surrounded by alpha males that know more magic than all the teachers at Hogwarts, I’m about to ask who’s going to do what to get us through the gate, when it becomes a moot point.”

— Karen Marie Moning

273. “But Band-Aids for my disease aren’t what I’m after. I want a surgeon to perform an operation that leaves a deep incision where something nasty used to be, followed by a scar to remind me every day that it’s over and I survived.”

— Karen Marie Moning

274. “Flirtation doesn’t have to go somewhere; it certainly doesn’t need to end up in bed. I like to think of it as a little friendlier than a handshake, a little less intimate than a kiss. It’s a way of saying hi, you look great, have a wonderful day.”

— Karen Marie Moning

275. “If he’d been any other man and i’d been any other girl, I’d have called the narrowing of his heavy-lidded dark eyes lust. But he was Barrons and I was Mac, and a blossoming of lust was about as likely as orchids blooming in Antarctica.”

— Karen Marie Moning

276. “R-E-G-R-E-T. I can spell that word now. Raw. Endless. Grief. Raining. Eternal. Tears. That’s what regret is.”

— Karen Marie Moning

277. “Lass, doona fear me. No matter what happens, promise me you will not fear me. I am a good man, I vow I am.”

— Karen Marie Moning

278. “I will never again permit myself to forget that isolation is the first step to defeat.”

— Karen Marie Moning

279. “Don’t bother trying to guilt me. Ask my other. It doesn’t work.”

— Karen Marie Moning

280. “The only thing that keeps us rooted in the past is our refusal to embrace the present.”

— Karen Marie Moning

281. “You got me a birthday cake. It was pink. I smashed it into the ceiling.”

— Karen Marie Moning

282. “We justify our heartless calls by our commitment to one day defeat all our enemies so the people can live the remainder of their days in peace and prosperity. We’ve become politicians.”

— Karen Marie Moning

283. “Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool, sometimes I’m a little off the beaten track.”

— Karen Marie Moning

284. “If I entered a tropical beach, would I end up in Nazi Germany with my highly inconvenient black hair?”

— Karen Marie Moning

285. “You need me as much as I need you. That makes us equal partners in my book. Well, your book is just wrong.”

— Karen Marie Moning

286. “Hope builds a stairway to Heaven. Fear opens an abyss to Hell.”

— Karen Marie Moning

287. “Pain distills. The clarifying emotion.”

— Karen Marie Moning

288. “What the bloody hell are you, Ms. Lane?”

— Karen Marie Moning

289. “Goor or evil, right or wrong, he mattered to me.”

— Karen Marie Moning

290. “I stepped inside and stopped, blinking in astonishment. From the exterior I’d expected a charming little book and curio shop with the inner dimensions of a university Starbucks. What I got was a cavernous interior that housed a display of books that made the library Disney’s Beast gave to Beauty on their wedding day look understocked.”

— Karen Marie Moning

291. “We take care of each other like two monkeys picking each other’s nits. Folks underestimate a good nit-pick.”

— Karen Marie Moning

292. “Vows, like wishes, are dangerous things. Precision matters.”

— Karen Marie Moning

293. “No lips,” Drustan warned. “Unless you wish me to be kissing Chloe.”

— Karen Marie Moning

294. “I think dating courtesies are common courtesies that should be practiced in most all civilized encounters. I pine for the days of good, old-fashioned manners.”

— Karen Marie Moning

295. “After an eternity of grief and regret, he held the only thing he’d ever wanted as much as he wanted to be God. A second chance.”

— Karen Marie Moning

296. “A stolen touch can never compete with a voluntary touch of hunger, passion, desire. The aria of choice is joyous, the cacophony of force brutal, ugly, and cold.”

— Karen Marie Moning

297. “He’s trying not to laugh. I tell him I would have doomed mankind for him, and he’s trying not to laugh.”

— Karen Marie Moning

298. “I stood staring at myself in the mirror trying to reconcile dual images. I was hunting the monster that had killed my sister. I was the monster that had killed his brother.”

— Karen Marie Moning

299. “Turn your head for me and I’ll kiss you as a woman should be kissed.”

— Karen Marie Moning

300. “People’s eyes are finally open, money’s as worthless as it always really was. Used to amaze me when I was little how everybody passed around pieces of paper that they all agreed to pretend meant the same thing when everybody knew it didn’t mean anything. It was the first adult conspiracy I became aware of. Made me think maybe no adults should ever be the boss of me. I’m the smartest person I know.”

— Karen Marie Moning