There was a time when you would have taken my heart with stake or gun. Now you have taken it with these delicate hands and the scent of your body." - Jean-Claude Laurell K. Hamilton More Quotes by Laurell K. Hamilton More Quotes From Laurell K. Hamilton Remember your personal demons should be afraid of you, because you are their home, their food, and as you heal, their executioner. Laurell K. Hamilton demon home remember My father had taught me to be nice first, because you can always be mean later, but once you've been mean to someone, they won't believe the nice anymore. So be nice, be nice, until it's time to stop being nice, then destroy them. Laurell K. Hamilton nice life father There comes a point when you either embrace who and what you are, or condemn yourself to be miserable all your days. Other people will try to make you miserable; don't help them by doing the job yourself. Laurell K. Hamilton wisdom motivational life There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds. Laurell K. Hamilton sad pain depression We are not made up only of our light and happiness but also of darkness and sorrow. To deny the darkness of yourself is to deny half of who you are, and when you love, truly love, you need to love the whole person not just the part that smiles and waves, but the part that thinks murderous thoughts and knows that pain is both pleasure and temptation, but still thinks puppies are really cute. Laurell K. Hamilton pain love-you cute The best lies are always at least partially true. Laurell K. Hamilton lying Love sucks. Sometimes it feels good. Sometimes it's just another way to bleed. Laurell K. Hamilton valentines-day sarcastic love I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine. Laurell K. Hamilton lost-love love-you romantic Being a successful couple was learning what you were willing to compromise on, and what you weren't; learning when to stand your ground, and when to give it up; what was truly important enough to fight over, and what was just you being pissy. You learned each other's hot buttons, the places that hurt, or angered, when you pressed them. Love makes you learn where all the pitfalls are, and how to avoid them, or how to set them off. Laurell K. Hamilton couple fighting hurt Giving up something that no longer serves a purpose, or protects you, or helps you, isn’t giving up at all, it’s growing up. Laurell K. Hamilton growing-up giving-up purpose Edward's grief if you die will be a terrible thing. It will hurt him, a lot, and men like him never grieve alone. He will spread his grief all over us, not because we failed, but because it'll give him something to focus on so he doesn't have to feel the pain. Laurell K. Hamilton pain grief hurt Fear, the strength of earth's religions, gripping every living soul, Was a monstrous human error for the making of men whole. Laurell K. Hamilton errors fear men There's Only so much emotional super glue in a person's soul, that everything just stays broken. Laurell K. Hamilton emotional broken soul I hate women who complain about being fat when they're like a size 5. Anything under size 5 isn't a woman. It's a boy with breasts. Laurell K. Hamilton hate complaining boys If you love someone, then your freedom is curtailed. If you love someone, you give up much of your privacy. If you love someone, then you are no longer merely one person but half of a couple. To think or behave any other way is to risk losing that love. Laurell K. Hamilton giving-up couple love It's not about winning, Haven. I'm not a prize to be won. I'm not the princess that needs rescuing from the dragon. I'm the prince and I kill my own monsters. You need to be ok with that. -Anita Blake Laurell K. Hamilton princess dragons winning Never trust people who smile constantly. They're either selling something or not very bright. Laurell K. Hamilton smile trust funny That disapproving look was back in her eyes. Her teacher face. The one that could make you squirm from ten paces, even if you were innocent. And I hadn't been innocent for years. Laurell K. Hamilton eye teacher years Rafael, the Rat King, stared at the carnage with black-button eyes. "She is dead." "Ding dong, the witch is dead. Laurell K. Hamilton black eye kings Here's the secret to finishing that first book. Don't rewrite as you go. Laurell K. Hamilton secret writing book
