Top 500 Karen Marie Moning Quotes (2024 Update)
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351. “All myths contain a grain of truth, Ms. Lane. I’ve handled books and artifacts that will never find their way into a museum or library, things no archaeologist or historian could ever make sense of. There are many realities pocketed away in the one we call our own. Most go blindly about their lives and never see beyond the ends of their noses. Some of us do.”

— Karen Marie Moning

352. “He didn’t just occupy space; he saturated it. The room had been full of books before, now it was full of him.”

— Karen Marie Moning

353. “He’d made her feel what Barrons made me feel. Bigger than I could possibly be, larger than life, on fire with possibilities, ecstatic to be breathing, impatient for the next moment together. She’d been happy in those last months, so alive and happy.”

— Karen Marie Moning

354. “As I moved deeper into the room, his gaze dropped to my feet, and worked its way back to my face. I was wearing faded jeans, boots, and a snug pink Juicy T-shirt I got on sale at TJ Maxx last summer that said I’m a Juicy girl. “I bet you are,” he murmured.”

— Karen Marie Moning

355. “For what other reason would you have me save you? Because I like you? Better to be useful than liked.”

— Karen Marie Moning

356. “I wanted to walk beside this man for a long time, and to do that I’d have to be able to be completely myself.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

358. “I had a sudden dismal view of my future, of being led around and asked incessantly, like one of those Verizon commercials, Do you feel sick now?”

— Karen Marie Moning

359. “It’s a sponge and I’m a sponge and for a second there all our sponge parts are one and I don’t just have square pants, everything about me is squarish because I’m part of a wall.”

— Karen Marie Moning

360. “All those ‘bloodys’ was a veritable cornucopia of emotion for Barrons.”

— Karen Marie Moning

361. “He just didn’t look like the kind of creep that would messily murder a woman in her hotel room; he looked like the kind of creep that could line her up in the sights of an assassins rifle without a shred of emotion.”

— Karen Marie Moning

362. “Using some of your own time to make someone else’s life better is, like, the nicest thing you can do for anybody. I almost can’t stand it, it makes me so happy.”

— Karen Marie Moning

363. “Dude, you are one sick feck.” “Och, Dani, my love,” he says, gliding toward the bed, “you’ve really no idea.”

— Karen Marie Moning

364. “Sighing dismally, she acknowledged that some things just weren’t humanly possible – not even Martha Stewart could fold fitted sheets.”

— Karen Marie Moning

365. “Dunnottar? Edward? Dear God! She hadn’t merely traveled through time – she’d been dropped smack into the sequel to Braveheart!”

— Karen Marie Moning

366. “Wishes aren’t horses and I don’t get to ride.”

— Karen Marie Moning

367. “When you live as long as we do, you find yourself in bed with women you watched get born. It’s weird and not at the same time.”

— Karen Marie Moning

368. “You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink!”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

370. “I’ve spent enough time behind a bar that I’ve formed a few opinions about what people wear and what it says about them. Guys who wear black from head to toe fall into two categories: they want to be trouble, or they are trouble.”

— Karen Marie Moning

371. “These are my rapists, the ones that turned me inside out, ripped my mind from my body and shredded it. They are also, unfortunately, hot as hell.”

— Karen Marie Moning

372. “One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need air.”

— Karen Marie Moning

373. “Think you two puny Druids can hold this keep for a single night?”

— Karen Marie Moning

374. “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

375. “I have lived behind walls that have made me alone.”

— Karen Marie Moning

376. “And there my dear Fio, you make one of Womankind’s greatest mistakes: falling in love with a man’s potential. We so rarely share the same view of it, and even more rarely care to achieve it. Stop pining for the man you think I could be – and take a good, long, hard look at the one I am.”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

378. “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

379. “When she’d finally cranked up her favorite Godsmack CD in an effort to tune him out, he’d let out a roar that had rattled the windows in her car: By all that’s holy, woman, what is that hideous noise? Cease and desist! A battlefield at full charge could be no more cacophonous!”

— Karen Marie Moning

380. “I snicker at my joke. Dude, if ya can’t crack yourself up, ain’t never gonna crack anybody else up.”

— Karen Marie Moning

381. “I resent being cued. It makes me not want to know.”

— Karen Marie Moning

382. “Holy psychotic PCs, Robin, we’ve a murderous MacBook on the loose!”

— Karen Marie Moning

383. “Haud yer wheesht, woman.” “Hold my what?” “It means ‘hush,’ Jessica. Just hush. Would it kill you to hush?”

— Karen Marie Moning

384. “I would have bargained with the devil for you, too, lass,” he said softly. “I’d have done anything too. I love you, Jessica. You are my one true mate, lass. Never forget that.”

— Karen Marie Moning

385. “Why do they always ask for words? Why do they ever believe them?”

— Karen Marie Moning

386. “Gwen started to speak, but he laid a finger to her lips. “Please, lass, just kiss me. No more words. There have been enough of them between us.” He paused before adding quietly, “If you have aught to say to me, let your heart speak now.”

— Karen Marie Moning

387. “He can deal with not being able to control you as long as you let the world believe he does. He’s king here, honey. Kings can’t be challenged publicly.”

— Karen Marie Moning

388. “You weep for me, woman?”

— Karen Marie Moning

389. “Face says one thing. Body says another. I listen to the body. Keeps me alive.”

— Karen Marie Moning

390. “Were not there you, I’d be not too.”

— Karen Marie Moning

391. “It seemed Barrons had finally gotten his cake and eaten it too.”

— Karen Marie Moning

392. “I always thought fainting showed an inherent weakness of character, but I understood it now. It was an act of self-preservation. Confronted by emotion too extreme to handle, the body shuts down to keep from running around like a chicken with its head cut off, potentially injuring itself.”

— Karen Marie Moning

393. “He goes for stark versus accessorized, dark over bright, jewel tone instead of pastel, carnal over flirty.”

— Karen Marie Moning

394. “Whatever happened to the good old days when books just got along, cozied up together on bookshelves, hanging out, waiting to be read?”

— Karen Marie Moning

395. “Sometimes the most heroic action you can take looks a lot like inaction to the rest of the world. Sometimes the hardest, longest walk is the one the white-hat takes offstage.”

— Karen Marie Moning

396. “Flames of another kind. Hellfire. You will believe you canna possibly endure the agony.”

— Karen Marie Moning

397. “She scowled as the possibility occurred to her that she’d actually made herself ill merely by planning to pretend she was.”

— Karen Marie Moning

398. “He wasn’t handsome. That was too calm a word. He was intensely masculine. He was sexual. He attracted.”

— Karen Marie Moning

399. “Life is not black and white. The closes we ever get to either of those colors is wearing them.”

— Karen Marie Moning

400. “We were watching Barrons. Why were you watching Barrons? Barrons needs watching.”

— Karen Marie Moning