Top 500 Karen Marie Moning Quotes (2025 Update)
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251. “Try living for someone. Through it all – good, bad, thick, thin, joy, suffering. That’s the hard thing.”

— Karen Marie Moning

252. “Revenge. They took too much. You give up and die, or learn how to take back.”

— Karen Marie Moning

253. “Boundaries were necessary for a successful relationship. Most relationships aborted in the boundary-defining stage. Not because people demanded what they needed. But because they didn’t, then got resentful about it.”

— Karen Marie Moning

254. “Humor is a girl’s best friend. The world’s a funny place.”

— Karen Marie Moning

255. “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

256. “I can, and am. ‘Tis a dying man’s last request,” he said roughly. “I want you to remember me as a man, lass, as your man. Not as a prisoner of Dark Magycks. I doona want you to watch me die. Promise me you won’t, Jessica. Promise me and mean it.”

— Karen Marie Moning

257. “I didn’t hear him behind me. I felt him. Electric. Wild. One foot in the swamp. Never going to crawl all the way out. And I wanted to have sex with whatever he was. Where was I supposed to put that in my head?”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

259. “Problem is, I want to make breaking up Jo and Ryodan number one on my list, which is stupid because there’s nothing but personal satisfaction I’d gain from it, and while I’m all about personal satisfaction, I’m beginning to see a pattern: jumping on the short-term-gratification train always seems to wreck me off the rails somehow.”

— Karen Marie Moning

260. “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

261. “She understood now why her friend Elizabeth, with her near-genius, analytical mind gave wide berth to murder mysteries, psychological thrillers, and horror stories, and read only romance novels. Because, by God, when a woman picked up one of those steamy books, she had a firm guarantee that there would be a Happily-Ever-After. That though the world outside those covers could bring such sorrow and disappointment and loneliness, between those covers, the world was a splendid place to be.”

— Karen Marie Moning

262. “Don’t celebrate yet, Ms. Lane. Don’t believe anything is dead until you’ve burned it, poked around in its ashes, and then waited a day or two to see if anything rises from them.”

— Karen Marie Moning

263. “Failure is always new information, and those who are willing to suffer it repeatedly make it a stepping-stone to success.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

265. “Do your thing, Ms. Lane. you might be criminally young, but the night is not.”

— Karen Marie Moning

266. “Sometimes when all hell’s breaking loose the only thing to do is to break more hell loose.”

— Karen Marie Moning

267. “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

268. “Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?”

— Karen Marie Moning

269. “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

270. “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

271. “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

272. “He is my vulnerability.”

— Karen Marie Moning

273. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

276. “By the time you work your way down the hierarchy to a brunette, you got yourself a woman who knows who she is, likes it enough that she ain’t gonna change, and is probably gonna try to change you, if push comes to shove. Pushy, that’s what brunettes are. Even the dainty, fragile-looking ones.”

— Karen Marie Moning

277. “Power is not good or evil. It is what it is in the hands of the wielder.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

279. “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

280. “We’re taking back the night.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

283. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

285. “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

286. “A dutiful soldier, I retreated to the ditches as ordered and hunkered down there. In those ditches, I had an epiphany. People treat you as badly as you let them treat you.”

— Karen Marie Moning

287. “I hope they change my drugs soon. Whatever I’m on isn’t working.”

— Karen Marie Moning

288. “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

289. “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

290. “You can’t unkiss a man you’ve kissed. I.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

292. “Nuns? They’d take one look at Barrons and decide the devil himself had come knockng. He not only looked dangerous, he emanated something that made even me feel like crossing myself sometimes, and I’m not religious.”

— Karen Marie Moning

293. “There aren’t many sins in my bible. Giving up is the greatest one of all.”

— Karen Marie Moning

294. “But he didn’t need to seek visual confirmation of what he’d just heard to know she had. And the truth was, he couldn’t blame her. He’d not have let her die, either. He’d have moved mountains. He’d have battled God or Devil for his wife’s life. She’d betrayed him. He smiled faintly.”

— Karen Marie Moning

295. “The nerve. Threatening you and not being precise about it.”

— 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. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning