Top 450 Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes (2024 Update)
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451. “All six of them sat on either side of the long oval conference table, strung out like strong, handsome beads on the string of my love.”

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452. “We aren’t the good guys, Anita. We’re the necessary guys. -Edward.”

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453. “He did smile then, eyes gleaming. “You will never lose your nerve. Your life, probably, but never your nerve.”

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454. “He’d kill you all right. No sweat. But for the wrong reasons. Amateur’s reasons. Of course, you’ll be just as dead.”

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455. “One of my rules is never explain. A writer is a lot like a magician, if you explain how the trick works then a lot of the magic turns mundane.”

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456. “I never forgave anyone for anything. A character flaw to be sure, but hell, everyone’s got to have at least one.”

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457. “Who would have ever thought I’d be afraid of a zombie, any kind of zombie? Nicely ironic that.”

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458. “There was something a little frightening about a man who knew he was not a nice person and didn’t give a damn. It went against everything America holds dear.”

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459. “When crime busting is easier than your personal life, something has gone seriously wrong.”

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460. “Now that’s an Okay that really means Okay, not that Okay that women use that means everything but Okay.”

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461. “Is it better to outmonster the monsters or to be quietly devoured?”

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462. “It has been my experience that women tell more intimate details to their friends than men do. Men may brag more, but women will talk the nitty-gritty and share the experience more.”

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463. “It was like noticing the sun. You couldn’t help but see it, to turn to face the heat of it, to bask in the glory of it. But often when the sun is high in the sky, the moon is up there, too. A dim memory of what she will be in the night, but there, nonetheless, dim and misty, hard and white. At night, there is only the moon, the sun is nowhere to be seen. There are no distractions when the moon rules the sky.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

464. “Sometimes the greatest wounds are the ones we try the hardest not to inflict.”

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465. “Zerbrowski said, “I only ever understood one woman, and she was kind enough to marry me so I didn’t have to decipher anyone else.”

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466. “I smiled at him, as Doyle squeezed my hand and I squeezed back. “Some people are addicted to falling in love, Doctor. Some people love that rush of new emotions, and when that first rush of new love is spent, they move on to the next, thinking the love wasn’t real. What I felt in her, and potentially in you, is the love of years. Love that knows that that first rush of freshness isn’t the real thing. It’s the tip of the iceberg.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

467. “Why is it that most things you might willingly do under other circumstances become distasteful when you have no choice?”

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468. “To know that everyone starts on the ground. Trees, flowers, people, even the mighty sidhe must stand upon the dirt in order to move forward.”

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469. “Surely there must be something massive enough to damage even a vampire beyond healing. I hoped someday to test the theory. I.”

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470. “Fear, the strength of earth’s religions, gripping every living soul, Was a monstrous human error for the making of men whole.”

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471. “Why was I mad? Because he’d surprised me with a really nice hotel room. What a bastard.”

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472. “Some women feel loved if you do the dishes without being reminded; some men feel loved if you’ll play a video game with them, others if you buy them a collar and a nice leash and occasionally lead them around by it.”

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473. “A gold chain cut across her forehead with a diamond the size of my thumb in it. More diamonds burned like white fire at her throat. She was absolutely naked except for a sprinkling of gold body glitter, done thick enough on her nipples to make them seem metallic. A diamond anklet glittered on her right ankle. Three gold chains rode low on her hips, and that was it. And I’d complained about my outfit.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

474. “I enjoy killing people with you. Could that count as a date?” I shook my head. “No, nothing illegal counts.” He sighed. “Dating is harder than I thought it would be.” “Always,” I said.”

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475. “I struggled to sit up, feeling stiff, but rested. “Where?” “Ted’s house.” I sat up straighter. Ted’s house? Edward’s house. I was finally going to get to see where Edward lived. I was going to snoop and strip some of his mystery away. If I didn’t get killed, finding out Edward’s secrets would make the entire trip worthwhile. If I did get killed, I’d come back and haunt Edward, see if I could make him see ghosts after all.”

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476. “Edward’s house. I’d never really hoped to see where he lived. He was like Batman. He rode into town, saved your ass, then vanished, and you never really expected an invitation to see the Bat Cave. Now here I was standing in front of it. Cool. It.”

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477. “I started to say something, but Richard said, “Come on, Anita. We have to go now.” He was right. I could kill a lot of them, but not all. I hadn’t brought a spare clip for the machine gun. I hadn’t thought I’d need it. Silly me. We.”

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478. “There had been two dates between us. Mistake. It made working together more awkward, and he couldn’t cope with me being a female version of him. He had this old southern idea of what a lady should be. A lady should not carry a gun and spend most of her time covered in blood and corpses. I had two words for that attitude. Yeah, those are the words. There.”

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479. “I was hungry, and the corn dogs smelled good. Should I eat first or accuse the Master of the City of murder? Choices, choices. I.”

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480. “Speaking as one of your minions,” Larry called from the back seat, “are you sure you’re not the one who’s overconfident?” Jean-Claude glanced back at him. “Serephina was centuries old when I met her. The limit of a vampire’s powers is well established after two or three centuries. I know her limits, Lawrence.” “Stop calling me Lawrence. The name’s Larry.” Jean-Claude sighed. “You have trained him well.” “He came that way,” I said. “Pity.” Jean-Claude.”

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481. “Monsters Beware Here Be Dragons.”

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482. “Easy does it, boys. I just need help standing, not flying.”

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483. “Her dog Custard is a Pomeranian. He looks like a golden dandelion fluff with cat feet. Mrs.”

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484. “In this world I would rather live two days like a tiger than a hundred years like a sheep.”

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485. “Your first lover gets a piece of your heart until you have enough therapy to take it back.”

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486. “He raised the sheet in front of his chest, an almost protective gesture. “It comes.” Fear in his voice. “What comes?” “The sun.” I glanced at the closed drapes against the far wall. They were double thick, but a line of greyish light edged them. “You’ll be alright like this without your coffin?” “As long as no one opens the drapes.” He looked at me for a long moment. “I love you, ma petite, as much as I’m able.” I.”

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487. “Don’t ask,” Micah said. “They’ve been best friends for years. Sometimes you just nod and let them have their guy moment.” Dr. Cross frowned harder. “I don’t understand.” “I’m the wife,” Micah said, “she’s the husband, and he’s the husband’s best friend. Does that explain it?”

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488. “The sight of him all aglow did make me catch my breath. He would always be beautiful. No amount of hatred could take that away from him. But beauty wasn’t enough, not enough by half.”

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489. “Powerful and paranoid – it was a recipe for royalty.”

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490. “Why do you borrow such sorrows when they are far away, and I am right here?”

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491. “No, but if something smells this good, or tastes amazing, then we were taught to honor it with our attention. It’s like a compliment to the Creator for all the wonderful ingredients that came together to make something.”

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492. “You can’t save everybody. In fact, there are days when I think you can’t save anyone. Each person has to save himself first, then you can move in and help. I have found this philosophy does not work during a gun battle, or a knife fight either. Outside of that it works just fine.”

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493. “I’m learning that you have to make time for what’s important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton