#anita

All men love to talk about themselves, even the ones who are completely buggers. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#chimera #love

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

#humor #humor

Love mattered, in the end. A house without love would always fall, maybe not today or tomorrow, but in the end without love nothing could endure. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#love #vampire-hunter #love

I laid my hand on top of theirs, and all I could think was, Is this how revolutions begin? Not with a proclamation or a riot, but with a few people in a room somewhere with their hands clasped and a purpose. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#revolution

In chains and darkness, wherefore should I stay, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#riquiem #mourning

Lately, when I didn't have room to bitch, I didn't. Maturity, at last. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#maturity #skin-trade #maturity

Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.” “I thought you'd chase cars,” I said. He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#werewolf-humor #humor

I'd never met coffee that wasn't wonderful. It was just a matter of how wonderful it was. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#humor #laurell-k-hamilton #humor

We discovered that peace at any price is no peace at all...that life at any price has no value whatever; that life is nothing without the privileges, the prides, the rights, the joys that make it worth living and also worth giving...and that there is something more hideous, more atrocious than war or than death; and that is to live in fear. ↗

— Eve Curie

#humanitarian #inspirational #peace #ww #death

Raising the dead was easy; love was hard. ↗

— Laurell K. Hamilton

#love