A flower may be beautiful all on its own, but a person is never truly beautiful unless someone’s eyes show him that he is beautiful.
Death didn’t bother me much. Strong Christian and all that. Method of death did. Being eaten alive. One of my top three ways not to go out.
I’d been willing to kill for the people I loved for a very long time; now I had to start living for them.
I’d never met coffee that wasn’t wonderful. It was just a matter of how wonderful it was.
What is it about her that is so goddamned special?
His eyes widened just a bit, his lips flexed. I realized he was trying not to laugh. I hate it when people find my threats amusing.
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.
I wondered if I had offended him. I wondered if I cared.
No name-calling truly bites deep unless, in some dark part of us, we believe it. If we are confident enough then it is just noise.
A girl could never have too much jewelry or too much weaponry.
Never criticize, unless you can do a better job.
Sometimes you fight what you are, and sometimes you give in to it. And some nights you just don’t want to fight yourself anymore, so you pick someone else to fight.
I would rather you love me, but if not love, fear will do.
The rich and powerful always seem to prefer the tops of buildings. Hasn’t anyone ever explained to them that higher just means you have farther to fall? – Anita Blake.
Regrets are about decisions that you know you should have done different.
I loved him, but love isn’t enough. All the fairy tales, the romance novels, the soap operas; they’re all lies. Love does not conquer all.
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.
You take insult where none is intended, but if you will find insult where none is meant, then perhaps I should try harder to insult on purpose.
The ratman froze, staring at me. “Why are you laughing?” His voice held just a hint of unease. Good. I was hoping that the vampires would come for me soon and save me. You’ve got to admit that’s funny.
I try to be a good cop. I try to be a good little soldier and follow orders up to a point. But in the end I’m not really a cop, or a soldier. I am a legally sanctioned murderer. I am the Executioner.