Top 450 Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “My writing style is very sensual, as in sensory detail.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

352. “It is a very natural human trait to destroy that which frightens us.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

353. “He wanted you dead, now he doesn’t, I don’t know why. Chimera’s crazy, he doesn’t need a reason to change his mind.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

354. “By 17, I was submitting to publications and collecting my first rejection slips.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

355. “I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn’t the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

356. “I’m not terribly fond of soapboxes.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

357. “If you only believe when it’s easy, you don’t really believe.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

358. “Surely being in love doesn’t cause you to lose your sense of good taste. If I ever buy a gown with sequins on it, someone just shoot me.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

359. “No, really, Ronnie, it’s good to share information when you know someone else is dating the lunarly challenged.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

360. “They say not to look back, but if you’re not sure what lies ahead, what else is there but looking back?”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

361. “I’ve lost track of the number of people who want to be writers but never actually write anything. Talking about writing, dreaming about writing, can be very fun, but it won’t get a book written. You’ve got to write.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

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362. “My least favorite thing was a man who had severe white-man’s ass, where the jeans just bagged over the butt. I wanted something to hold on to, something to sink my teeth into. When I said I liked meat on my men I didn’t just mean one thing.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

363. “I will go to my grave seeing the look on your face at the last. Keep it up and you’ll go sooner than later.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

364. “This had been a bad section of town before the Circus moved in and brought in money, which attracted other businesses. The area had been gentrified not because of some government interference, but by good old-fashioned capitalism, which was one of Jean-Claude’s favorite things.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

365. “Still it might be nice, once in a while, not to have to choose between evils. Just once, couldn’t I choose the lesser good?”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

366. “If I wasn’t dead already, I’d said I was having a heart attack.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

367. “And perhaps, because I liked you.” His laughter was bitter, like broken glass.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

368. “If I wanted death, Edward would give it to me. Because we both understand that it isn’t death that we fear. It’s living.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

369. “An atheist waving a cross at a vampire was a truly pitiful sight.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

370. “What does it mean when the monsters are so afraid of you that you make them cry? That maybe monster depends on which end of the gun your on, or that I was just that good at my job.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

371. “I really wish the “normal” people would leave us freaks alone and stop trying to save us. We get by, we take care of each other, and the people who cost the freaks their jobs didn’t give them employment, or a place to stay, or a family to be a part of; they just destroyed their world and felt morally superior for doing it.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

372. “I could only handle a zillion problems at a time. A zillion and one was beyond me.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

373. “My boyfriends are all more romantic than I am, and so are my lovers.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

374. “Grimes believed in what he did, with no doubts. Though he was older than me by over a decade, I suddenly felt old. Some things mark your soul, not in years but in blood and pain and selling off parts of yourself to get the bad guys, until you finally look in the mirror and aren’t sure which side you’re on anymore. There comes a point when having a badge doesn’t make you the good guy, it just makes you one of the guys. I needed to be one of the good guys, or what the hell was I doing?”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

375. “I just don’t believe in helping people who are going to torture me. Though I don’t see any bamboo slivers. How can you possibly torture someone without bamboo slivers?”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

376. “If people would write exactly what I wanted to read I wouldn’t feel so compelled to write myself.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

377. “Some of the most deeply moral people I knew were least politically correct, because they actually worried about good and evil, not just what they were told was good or bad.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

378. “Memphis and I both looked at Olaf, as if he’d spoken in tongues. I think neither of us had expected anything useful from the corpse fondling. Damn.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

379. “Since you won’t give me your names I’ll call you Thing One and Thing Two.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

380. “Can you truly love anyone if you do not first love yourself? If you hate yourself, can you love anyone else? If you do not accept all of who you are, can you accept anyone else? Hard questions. It remains to be seen whether I get any answers, hard, or otherwise.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

381. “I was new and didn’t realize that brand new writers are treated like light bulbs; when one burns out, you can always buy more, screw the next one in, and it lights up just as bright. No, I am not being too harsh about how publishing treats new writers. If anything I’m toning it down. Sorry, for all you aspiring authors out there, but truth is truth, it is a hard business. Shine up the armor around your ego, harden your heart, keep your head down, and write.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

382. “It’s good not to be the only girl in the fight for once.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

383. “Larry’s zombie bag was a nearly virulent green with Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles on it. I was almost afraid to ask what his vampire bag looked like.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

384. “The rule is that if they have a weapon and want to take you someplace else, it is so they can kill you slower – Peter.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

385. “I didn’t want to understand. Bert had been thrilled that the police wanted to put me on retainer. He told me I would gain valuable experience working with the police. All I had gained so far was a wider variety of nightmares.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

386. “Because all bad little vampires see me in the end.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

387. “Oh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

388. “There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

389. “I’d worked my share of serial killer cases, but none of the killers had ever mailed me a human head. That was new.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

390. “Edward smiled, I smiled, even Bernardo smiled. Olaf just looked sinister.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

391. “If I’d been easily discouraged, I could have been a one-hit wonder.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

392. “No one had said anything, or even lifted an eyebrow at me; sometimes it’s just the inside of your own head that is the problem.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

393. “If the eyes are the window to the soul, then Edward’s in trouble ’cause no one is home.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

394. “I hate to shop. I consider it one of life’s necessary evils, like brussels sprouts and high-heeled shoes.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

395. “Graves are for the living, not the dead.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

396. “I try not to worry about rewriting books that worked well the first time. I’m too busy writing new books to worry about things that are already in print.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

397. “So many wonderful books to write, and not enough hours in the day. An embarrassment of riches.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

398. “If what I felt had been an actual wound, I’d have been bleeding to death.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

399. “I didn’t say anything because I didn’t have anything good to say. Just lately I had noticed that I could kill people and not blink. No attack of conscience, no nightmares, nothing. It was like some part of me had turned off. It didn’t bother me that I was able to kill so easily. It did bother me that it didn’t bother me. But it had its uses, like tonight. I think every last furry one of them had believed I’d do it. Sometimes, it was good to be scary.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

400. “It is not where you begin, or what gifts you begin with, but what you do with them that matters in the end.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton