Top 90 Lilith Saintcrow Quotes (2024 Update)
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51. “First you find out what you have, Dad would say. Then you figure out how to make it work for what you need, ’cause you don’t get what you want. You get just what you have and no more.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

52. “I looked like a ghost. And I should know. I’ve seen a few.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

53. “White and scrubbed, antique brass fixtures and a skylight letting in a flood of sunshine. Wow. You could get a tan standing around in the shower, for Christ’s sake.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

54. “And ordering me around is exactly the wrong way to make me do what you want.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

55. “He wiped away the tears, tenderly, and I forgot to weep as he told me silently everything I always wanted to hear.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

56. “Some of the djamphir are so pretty it almost hurts to look at them. And it was hard to look without feeling rumpled and messy in comparison.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

57. “I’ve never been in a single accident – basic precognition takes care of that – and the cops all know my car well enough to leave me alone when I’m bending the laws of physics and traffic to get somewhere.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

58. “I should start charging uncomfortable thoughts rent. Except what would they pay me in? Probably something even worse.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

59. “Touch me again, and it will be your last act in life – Blue Eyes.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

60. “First one’s free.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

61. “The only place their voices were left was in my head. It was better than being alone but it was so, so lonely.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

62. “Hello, Officer? Can you help me? My dad got turned into a zombie. You know, we’ve been travelling around getting rid of things that aren’t real, and this time they hit back. I really need someplace to stay – but can you make sure I have some holy water or something wherever it is? And some silver-jacketed bullets? That’d be sweet. Yeah, that’d be totally cool. Thanks. And while you’re at it, can you tell the guys with the straitjackets that I’m really sane? That would help.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

63. “A hand closed around her arm, warm and hard, and it could possibly have been comforting if she had possessed the faintest idea whose appendage it was.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

64. “Christophe, with the careful tone of an adult telling a kid not to pet the nice foaming-rabid pooch.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

65. “I don’t believe in getting clothes that just look pretty or that’ll fall apart – they have to stand up to a lot of abuse.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

66. “Hadn’t he spoken to the trees? Of course, the entire trailer park and its surroundings might be razed to make way for something even mortal-uglier, the living earth sleeping fitfully under concrete. He might well decide it wasn’t worth the effort, or the heartbreak when such careful work was undone.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

67. “Tristan. The killspell is meant for him. Protect him, just as he would protect you.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

68. “The lie tasted of brass, and she suddenly longed for a glass of decent wine and an exceedingly sensational and frivolous novel, read in the comfort of her own bed.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

69. “He’d pulled back a little, just with his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I an idea why. Wow. Oh wow.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

70. “He laughed. The laugh could strip the skin off an elephant in seconds.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

71. “Funny, how things became very simple once a man’s course was decided. It was the aimlessness of choice that made mischief, among both sidhe and mortals.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

72. “Next to her, even the prettiest djamphir boys looked gawky.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

73. “My head felt like it was going to crack down the middle, like some demented dwarf was driving glass pins through my brain.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

74. “I try not to sleep. It disturbs the circles I’m growing under my eyes.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

75. “I had to settle for two of the most inadequate words in the English language, words to pale to express what I needed to say. “Thank you.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

76. “Did she not get it? He’d done everything but hit her on the head and drag her into a cave.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

77. “Chess isn’t one of my favorites, it takes a cool calculating hatred to play well, and I’m not good at that.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

78. “And now here he was in my kitchen. Smelling like apple pies and looking at me with a direct seriousness that made him even cuter. The bruising spreading up the side of his face had halted, and under it he was very pretty. Not jock-pretty, or the hurtful kind of pretty that tells you a guy is too busy taking care of his royal self to think about you.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

79. “So she settled for the truth. “I think you a man.” “Is that an insult?” “No.” Anything male is dragged around by its breeches, and she holds the string attached to them.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

80. “I sensed him leaning forward. It’s weird to feel someone’s attention on you that way, like you’re the only thing in the world they’re listening to. Most of the time people are distracted, or just thinking about what they’re going to say next.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

81. “I got the idea she’d done her makeup up special for this. Not that she needed much. She was utterly and completely beautiful, except for the hate shining in her eyes.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

82. “Who. Hit. You?”

— Lilith Saintcrow

83. “There was a hole inside her, and it twisted.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

84. “But when a girl’s motivated, miracles are possible.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

85. “He hadn’t told me everything, but I’d left him for dead. I guess we were just about even.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

86. “And you know, I believed him. What girl wouldn’t?”

— Lilith Saintcrow

87. “I’d kind of expected that kids who knew about the Real World wouldn’t act like jock dipwads. Guess I was wrong.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

88. “Lucas went even paler. “Then you’re on the track to suicide,” he whispered. “Take my advice, Valentine. Run. Run as fast as you can, for as long as you can. Steal whatever bit of life you can. You’re already dead.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

89. “Maybe handling her memory every day for five years had made it fade, like the mortal thing it was.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

90. “I went to the entrance to the restroom, where the hallway did a sharp bend so nobody could peek into the girls’ pee-palace.”

— Lilith Saintcrow

91. “Unwinter did not wind his Horn or glance back. He did not lift an armored hand to summon his knights. He did not command them to follow. And yet. The whisper became a rustle, the rustle deepened to a throbbing, the throbbing swelled into a roar. The highborn fullbloods of Unwinter, pale and wasted, sallied forth clasped in their own black armor, riding by two and three on the nightmare mounts enticed from the Dreaming Sea’s foaming edge.”

— Lilith Saintcrow