Top 500 Karen Marie Moning Quotes (2025 Update)
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401. “Why do they always ask for words? Why do they ever believe them?”

— Karen Marie Moning

402. “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

403. “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

404. “You weep for me, woman?”

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

408. “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

409. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

411. “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

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

— Karen Marie Moning

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

— Karen Marie Moning

414. “Could words and symbols wield such power? Could mere scribblings on parchment unmake a person’s moral fiber? Weren’t we made of sterner stuff?”

— Karen Marie Moning

415. “Being threatened seems to being out the worst in me.”

— Karen Marie Moning

416. “Maybes are anchors you chain to your own feet. Right before you leap off the boat into the ocean.”

— Karen Marie Moning

417. “I contemplate the notion that maybe regrets are a process of accumulation of time, as unavoidable as a closet full of clothes and more bags of them in the attic. Is accumulated baggage what makes people get old? If so, they need to clean out their fecking attics, send the stuff to consignment shops and remember how to walk around naked like kids, little bellies sticking out, always ready for a good laugh.”

— Karen Marie Moning

418. “Strong enough that I was no longer afraid to be gentle. Powerful enough that I could be vulnerable. Scarred enough that I could understand and tread lightly around the deepest scars of others.”

— Karen Marie Moning

419. “I love books, they’re in my blood.”

— Karen Marie Moning

420. “He said love is the willingness to put the happiness and evolution of the person you love before your own. Even if it means giving them up.”

— Karen Marie Moning

421. “Attitude shapes reality.”

— Karen Marie Moning

422. “You will most certainly scream. I promise you that.”

— Karen Marie Moning

423. “There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we try to judge things, and map out our place in the world in relevance to them. Good and evil, in their purest form, are as intangible and forever beyond our ability to hold in our hand as any Fae illusion. We can only aim at them, aspire to them, and hope not to get so lost in the shadows that we can no longer aim for the light.”

— Karen Marie Moning

424. “Lies roll off us. It’s the truths we work hardest to silence.”

— Karen Marie Moning

425. “The bottom line is we choose our epitaphs.”

— Karen Marie Moning

426. “The illusions it had woven for me had taken place only in my head. The battle had been invisible to the naked eye, but the hard ones are.”

— Karen Marie Moning

427. “I love you, Dani Mega O’Malley,” Dancer said against my ear as he moved inside me. “More than the world is big. Deeper than the sky is blue. Truer than the universe is vast. I love you more eternal than pi.”

— Karen Marie Moning

428. “I hate sentences that begin with my name followed by the claim – indubitably erroneous – that the speaker knows something about me. Those kinds of sentences rank right up there with the ones that begin with You know what your problem is? That’s always a doozy. Talk about a trick question. Nothing worth hearing ever follows that preface.”

— Karen Marie Moning

429. “Cease ceasing movement so abruptly! Christ, woman, must you catapult forward after each cessation? Are you certain you’ve strapped the mirror securely? We should stop and check it. By Danu, wench, try nudging this beast gently, not kicking it with both heels! A silence, a slew of choked curses, then: Horses! What the bloody hell is wrong with horses? Have they all been slain in battle?”

— Karen Marie Moning

430. “Yes, I have loved, Ms. Lane, and although it’s none of your business, I have lost. Many things.”

— Karen Marie Moning

431. “I’m obsessed and addicted and ripped-down-raw in love with Jericho Barrons.”

— Karen Marie Moning

432. “Sometimes when really bad things happen, you put them in a box and never look at them again because they’ll cost you the rest of your life. Some wounds never heal. You excise the savaged flesh and become the next thing.”

— Karen Marie Moning

433. “Lists had become my anchors. They got me through the days. The oblivion of sleep got me through the nights.”

— Karen Marie Moning

434. “To one who stopped living a millennium ago, I say, “Show me how to live.”

— Karen Marie Moning

435. “I hate cages. For most folks, they’re built from fear and they do it to themselves. Not me. Mine were forged of helplessness. Most kids’ are.”

— Karen Marie Moning

436. “He was still frowning at the cake, looking at it as if he expected it to sprout dozens of legs and begin scuttling toward him, thin-lipped, teeth bared.”

— Karen Marie Moning

437. “Ignoring it makes it irrelevant. No man wants his nudity to be irrelevant.”

— Karen Marie Moning

438. “Solitude and inaction are unraveling me right down to the core.”

— Karen Marie Moning

439. “Oh, God, Drustan, she thought, you didn’t go back in time. You sent me back to save you!”

— Karen Marie Moning

440. “Keltar mates ne’er come easily to their men. Some travel distances too vast and strange to fathom, others travel but a short path, though a far distance in their hearts. Most resist every step of the way, yet for each Keltar, one woman will make that journey. ‘Tis up to the Keltar to claim her.”

— Karen Marie Moning

441. “I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves.”

— Karen Marie Moning

442. “You tried to barter with the devil himself for me, you crazy woman. Bloody hell, doona you ever risk your life for mine. Ever! Do you hear me?”

— Karen Marie Moning

443. “I can either give in to fear and give up – or refuse to let it touch me and go on.”

— Karen Marie Moning

444. “Rioting begets violence begets rioting. I sometimes think the entire human race is comprised of barely restrained animals, avid for any excuse to tear off their masks of civility. And here I am, always trying desperately to keep mine on.”

— Karen Marie Moning

445. “Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else’s reproduction pool.”

— Karen Marie Moning

446. “Irony, perfect definition: that for which I want to possess it, I would no longer want once I possessed it.”

— Karen Marie Moning

447. “I looked from one to the other, and realized that Barrons and my dad were having one of those wordless conversations he and I have from time to time. Though the language was, by nature, foreign to me, I grew up in the Deep South where a man’s ego is roughly the size of his pickup truck, and women get an early and interesting education in the not-so-subtle roar of testosterone.”

— Karen Marie Moning

448. “I’m not helping you, Ms. Lane. I’m entertaining the notion that you might be of use to me. If so, I need you alive.”

— Karen Marie Moning

449. “Accept that you’re outgunned? Stay on the floor and don’t even try to fight? What kind of life is that?”

— Karen Marie Moning

450. “When you treated things badly, things behaved badly.”

— Karen Marie Moning