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. “He was obsessed, and obsessed men are dangerous men.”

— Karen Marie Moning

254. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

256. “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

257. “Question: When you’re one of the few people who can do something to fix a problem, just how responsible does that make you for it? Answer: It’s how you choose to answer that question that defines you.”

— Karen Marie Moning

258. “We’re taking back the night.”

— Karen Marie Moning

259. “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

260. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

262. “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

263. “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

264. “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

265. “He is my vulnerability.”

— Karen Marie Moning

266. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

268. “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

269. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

272. “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

273. “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

274. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

276. “Women enjoy doing things they excel at, praise guarantees repeat performances, every repeat performance is more practice for the woman, which guarantees the next man even better head. Given how long I’ve been at this, and on how many continents, I’m pretty sure I’ve single-handedly improved the quality of head around the world.”

— Karen Marie Moning

277. “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

278. “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

279. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

282. “I don’t know about you, but I call impromptu vomiting harm.”

— Karen Marie Moning

283. “No simple cherry picker for me, she thought. I get a time-traveling genius who comes with a world of problems and sends me back through time to fix them.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

286. “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

287. “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

288. “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

289. “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

290. “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

291. “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

292. “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

293. “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

294. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

296. “One thing I do know is things can always get worse, most often at the precise moment you’ve decided they can’t.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

299. “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

300. “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