Top 450 Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes (2026 Update)
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351. “An atheist waving a cross at a vampire was a truly pitiful sight.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

352. “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

353. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

356. “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

357. “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

358. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

360. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

362. “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

363. “Put some make-up on me and I look not unlike a china doll. Put me in a puffy pink dress and I look delicate, dainty, petite. Dammit.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

364. “Sometimes it’s not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

365. “I knew you were powerful, ruthless, and pretty, but that you have a mind and a heart besides is going to take some getting used to.” “Does everyone pretty much think I’m just a sociopath who happens to have magical abilities?” “It’s all you let people see,” he said, “until now.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

366. “They be crazier than we are.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

367. “You saved me because you could not bear the thought of leaving me behind.” He touched my face, very gently. “Not from a sense of right and wrong, but because you are just that tenderhearted.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

368. “If you’re dressed for my funeral, it’s too casual. If it’s just street clothes, then you must be scaring the tourists.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

369. “I know who and what I am. I am the Executioner, and I don’t date vampires. I kill them.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

370. “The federal government has never been known for its sense of humor.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

371. “Never argue when you’re winning.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

372. “My writing style is very sensual, as in sensory detail.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

374. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

376. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

379. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

381. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

383. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

385. “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

386. “He looked a little surprised, as if he’d expected an argument. But I was all out of argument tonight. He could have the bed. I’d take the couch. What could be more innocent? Biker Nuns from Hell, but besides that.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

387. “Ms. Harrison paled so that the makeup floated on her suddenly pale skin like impressionist water lilies.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

388. “Nill illigitamus carborundum.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

389. “I spent the next fifteen minutes convincing a crying werewolf that I wasn’t going to hurt her. My life was getting too strange, even for me.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

390. “I took a fresh mug of coffee. Grilling grieving families always goes down better with caffeine.”

— Laurell K. Hamilton

391. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

393. “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

394. “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

395. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton

399. “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

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

— Laurell K. Hamilton