Top 500 Karen Marie Moning Quotes (2024 Update)
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301. “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

302. “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

303. “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

304. “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

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

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

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307. “What the feck?” Dani snapped when I answered. “You sleep like the fecking dead up there! I been calling you for five fecking minutes!”

— Karen Marie Moning

308. “I’d never been turned on by the Ken doll – even before I looked down his pants and saw what was missing.”

— Karen Marie Moning

309. “Even now, my back was still arched with sensual invitation, my bottom was questing up like a cat in heat, and my every move was supple, sinuous. I was one great big come-hither.”

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310. “A fecking flamethrower! Why didn’t I think of that? Best I came up with was a measly hair dryer.”

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311. “His heavy-lidded gaze reflected a languor that had nothing to do with having just awakened, and there was no doubt what was on his mind. But this is no safe cherry picker, Gwen thought, growing more concerned by the moment. This man looks like a cherry tree chopper-downer.”

— Karen Marie Moning

312. “Just one time before I turn into the villain of this piece, just one time before I become the fourth and final Unseelie prince, I want to be her Highlander. And her hero.”

— Karen Marie Moning

313. “He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I’m-pure-trouble-and-you’re-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.”

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314. “Breath was everything. When nothing else could be done: one could breathe and shape and infuse that breath with strength and purpose.”

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315. “Barrons: “He got upset it wouldn’t shut up and tore its head off.” Mac: “The child?” I gasped.”

— Karen Marie Moning

316. “I was a twenty-two-year-old single white female alone in a strange country where my sister had been killed.”

— Karen Marie Moning

317. “Dishonesty increases disorder exponentially. It’s hard enough to communicate when you’re telling the truth.”

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318. “Everything else falls away except for the family you’re born into, choose, or make; the circle of love you’ll die to protect and keep near you. The only thing that keeps us rooted in the past is our refusal to embrace the present.”

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319. “Ah, the painful truth: Fate was a cosmic toilet. It was the nature of the universe to flush sluggish things that failed to exercise free will. Stasis was stagnancy. Change was velocity. Fate – a sniper that preferred a motionless target to a dancing one.”

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320. “Hate eats the hater.”

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321. “I’d take some peace and quiet. A beautiful girl.” He laughed. “A good book.”

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322. “I’m not here to argue for the world. That’s not in my job description. I’m just trying to save it.”

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

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324. “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.”

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325. “I don’t make sonic booms. I want a whip. I like the idea of walking around making sonic booms everywhere.”

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

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327. “Do you, Gavrael Roderick – ” “I do.” Jillian nudged him. He arched a brow and frowned. “Well, I do. Must we go through all this? I do. I swear a man has never ‘I do’d’ more fervently than I. I just want to be married to you, lass.”

— Karen Marie Moning

328. “Who and what are you?” “You called my name when you released me the first time,” he said impatiently. “ ‘Tis Cian MacKeltar. As for the what of me, I’m but a man.”

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329. “There’s a fine line between being stupid and knowing you have to test your limits if you want to do any real living at all.”

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330. “Kids. Pain in the ass. Don’t know why I ever made them. Hell on relationships.”

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331. “That which we fear, we somehow beckon near and engage in a dance, as toxically intimate as a pair of suspicious lovers... we’re magnetized waltzers and our hopes and fears emit some kind of electrical impulses that attract all that we dream, and all that we dread. We live and die on a dance floor of our own making.”

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332. “I think that’s what love is; holding someone sacred, honoring them, protecting them, living up to the very best of them.”

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333. “Chicks. Christ. They just don’t get it sometimes.”

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334. “You’d do a Highland husband proud, lass,” he whispered.”

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335. “The power of thought is far greater than most people ever realize.”

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336. “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.”

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337. “Yes, you do, lass, and entirely too much,” he interrupted, his hooded gaze mocking. “So stop thinking for a moment, will you? Just feel.”

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338. “I kept it to remind me that although there is evil, there is sometimes beauty and light. You, Jillian. You were always my light.”

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339. “There were the cages you could see and those that weren’t so easy to spot before you were lured into them with sweet promises and lies until you were stuck like a fly on sticky tape with only your shattered innocence for company.”

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340. “I found it impossible to strive for a goal I couldn’t fathom, to re-create a thing of which I’d no knowledge, like a blind man trying to paint a picture of sky and clouds and sun.”

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

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342. “Any man who reads is a fine one.”

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343. “Ryodan says softly, “Holy strawberries, Dani, we’re in a jam.”

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344. “Beginnings are fragile things.”

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345. “It was like being owned.” “Some women like that.” “Not me.” “Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.” “I doubt it. I couldn’t breathe with him kissing me.” “One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.”

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346. “I feel stronger in the chapel. Here, the divine defies the devil at our door. Faith is an unquenchable flame in my heart.”

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347. “I will rue for all eternity every moment of suffering I’ve caused you. The entire time I’m burning in Hell, I’ll regret each tear I made you weep. But if Hell were the price for twenty days with you, I’d condemn myself again and again.”

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348. “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.”

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349. “Superglue after duct tape a girl’s best friend.”

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

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