No matter what happens in public—no matter what—don’t doubt that I love you and care about your welfare . . . as much as I am able.
Do you sometimes wish you could fast-forward a week? You know something bad's coming up, and you know you'll get through it, but the prospect just makes you feel sick. I worried for about thirty minutes, and though I knew there was no point in doing so, I could feel my anxiety twisting me up in a knot. 'Bullshit,' I told myself stoutly. 'This is utter bullshit.
I often cried when I got angry; I hated that. Crying just made you look weak, no matter what triggered it.
My first word for the New Year was 'exsanguinate.' This was probably not a good omen.
It wasn't often you ran into bondage/Elvis/whorehouse-themed vampire club
I love you,” Bill said helplessly, as if he wished those magic words would heal me. But he knew they wouldn’t. “That’s what you all keep saying,” I answered. “But it doesn’t seem to get me any happier.
Oh. No wonder I'd been sick. I hadn't eaten anything since then. I'm a girl who likes her meals, so it hadn't been a weight-loss tactic. I'd just been too busy bumping from crisis to crisis. Go on the Sookie Stackhouse Narrow Avoidance of Death Diet! Run for your life, and miss meals, too! Exercise plus starvation.
Okay I've been stupid in the past. Not consistently stupid, but occasionally stupid. And I've made mistakes. You bet, I've made mistakes.
When I thought of Eric with someone else, I wanted to rip out all his beautiful blonde hair. By the roots. In clumps.
But in my book, it was basically bad taste to stare at someone's assets, no matter how much on display they were.
No, I like you alive and warm and wiggling.
That's just not right," Sam muttered. "Claude needs to keep his pants on.
What I think I'll do is I'll do my best to yank Debbie out of me by the roots. And then I'll turn up on your doorstep, one day when you least expect it, and I'll hope by then you will have given up on your vampire.
What had set the fae world off? I`d never seen one. Now you couldn`t throw a trowel without hitting a fairy.
Men sometimes have to leave their ladies alone, and ladies are not responsible for the bad manners of fools.
Only a group lack of imagination could account for people not wondering what went on in the dark around them.
I certainly think we're going to see more and more graphic novels and more illustrated novels.
It's a sad comment on humans that none of them are tolerable to one who can read their minds
I don't write the kind of 'happily ever after' that romance readers enjoy.
I'll show up at every classroom open house and teacher conference,' she said, now in a voice that was almost frightening in its intensity. 'I'll bake brownies. My child will have new clothes. Her shoes will fit. She'll get her shots, and she'll get her braces. We'll start a college fund next week. I'll tell her I love her every damn day.' If that wasn't a great plan for being a good mother, I couldn't imagine what a better one could be
Pam said, "Sookie, I brought you something, too. I never thought I'd want to spend time with a human, but you're more tolerable than most.
Hoyt was by himself right under one of the portable lights rigged up for the occasion. He had his hands thrust in his pockets, and he looked more serious than I’d ever seen him. There was something strange about the sight, and after a second I figured out why. It was one of the few times I’d ever seen Hoyt alone.
God bless the American spectator.
"Come on," I said, taking his hand. Clutching the afghan with the other hand, he trailed down the hall after me, a snow white giant in tiny red underwear.
They say there's no harm in daydreaming, but there is.
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