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“The entire time I'm burning in Hell, I'll regret each tear I made you weep. But if Hell were the price for twenty days with you, I'd condemn myself again and again.

- Cian MacKeltar ”
― Karen Marie Moning, Spell of the Highlander

“Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

“Barrons laughed again. "And there, my dear Fio, you make one of Womankind's greatest mistakes: Falling in love with a man's potential. We so rarely share the same view of it, and even more rarely care to achieve it. Stop pining for the man you think I could be -- and take a good, long, hard look at the one I am.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“Its our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.”
― Karen Marie Moning

“Valhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Beyond the Highland Mist

“Although love could grow in times of peace, it tempered in battle. Daddy told me once - when I'd said something about how perfect his relationship with Mom was - that I should have seen the first five years of their marriage, that they'd fought like hellions, crashed into each other like two giant stones. That eventually they'd eroded each other into the perfect fit, become a single wall, nestled into each other's curves and hollows, her strengths chinking his weaknesses, her weaknesses reinforced by his strengths.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“I see God in a sunrise, not in repetitious ritual.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“The kind of person that thanks another person never survives. Have you learned nothing?”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“He ran a hand over his face and shook his head. "Lass, I have never lied to you. I adore you and there have never been any other women from the future here. And these"- he flung a tampon in the air- "cleaning swabs, I cannot fathom why they upset you so greatly, but I assure you I have never let the maids use them."

Lisa's brow furrowed. No man could be so stupid. "Cleaning Swabs?"

He snatched up a gun and jerked the barrel in her direction, and an unwrapped tampon shot out. It was coated with black from the slow corrosion of the steel. She eyed it for a moment, bent, and plucked it from the floor. "You clean your guns with these?"

He lowered the gun. "Is that not the purpose for which they were designed? I vow I could not conceive of another."

Didn't you read the box?"

There were too many words I didn't understand!”
― Karen Marie Moning, The Highlander's Touch

“No matter how people try to dispute it, perception is reality. Its what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.”
― Karen Marie Moning

“There are only shades of gray. Black and white are nothing more than lofty ideals in our minds, the standards by which we try to judge things, and map out our place in the world in relevance to them. Good and evil, in their purest form, are as intangible and forever beyond our ability to hold in our hand as any Fae illusion. We can only aim at them, aspire to them, and hope not to get so lost in the shadows that we can no longer aim for the light.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“I've come to hold the human spirit in the highest regard. Like the body, it struggles to repair itself. As cells fight off infection and conquer illness, the spirit, too, has remarkable resilience. It knows when it is harmed, and it knows when the harm is too much to bare. If it deems the injury too great, the spirit cocoons the wound, in the same fashion that the body forms a cyst around infection, until the time comes that it can deal with it. For some people, that time never comes. Some stay fractured, forever broken. You see them on the street, pushing carts. You see them in the faces of the regulars at the bar.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“She's my baby girl, Quinn. I want love for her. Real love. The kind that makes a man crazy inside.

-Gibraltar to Quinn”
― Karen Marie Moning, To Tame a Highland Warrior

“If I entered a tropical beach, would I end up in Nazi Germany with my highly inconvenient black hair?”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“Liminal sucks. You can't grasp it with your hands and shape it. You can't make midnight come faster, or grow up sooner, or avoid the in-betweens. You can only hang in there, and get through them.”
― Karen Marie Moning

“When insane things start to arrange themselves in sane patterns around you, you know you got problems.”
― Karen Marie Moning

“Time heals.

No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“There are three floors beneath the garage? Why on earth?"

-Mac”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“If aught must be lost, ‘twill be my honor for yours. If one must be forsaken, ‘twill be my soul for yours. Should death come anon, ‘twill be my life for yours. I am Given.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Kiss of the Highlander

“She understood now why her friend Elizabeth, with her near-genius, analytical mind gave wide berth to murder mysteries, psychological thrillers, and horror stories, and read only romance novels. Because, by God, when a woman picked up one of those steamy books, she had a firm guarantee that there would be a Happily-Ever-After. That though the world outside those covers could bring such sorrow and disappointment and loneliness, between those covers, the world was a splendid place to be.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself. Movies show you the pink house. A good book tells you there's a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style,park your own car out front. My imagination has always topped anything a movie could come up with. Case in point, those darned Harry Potter movies. That was so not what that part-Veela-chick, Fleur Delacour, looked like.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“Our sex is fierce. We will both be bruised.

"I want it to always be like this," I tell him.

"Try holding onto that thought."

"I do not need to try. I will never feel differently."

His laughter is as dark and cold as the place of which I dream, "One day you will wonder if it's possible to hate me more.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“He raised a brow. 'Petunia, Ms. Lane?'
I scowled. "Ass, Barrons.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“Every time I think I’m getting smarter I realize that I’ve just done something stupid. Dad says there are three kinds of people in the world: those who don’t know, and don’t know they don’t know; those who don’t know and do know they don’t know; and those who know and know how much they still don’t know.

Heavy stuff, I know. I think I’ve finally graduated from the don’t-knows that don’t know to the don’t-knows
that do.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever

“The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul.

Chloe”
― Karen Marie Moning, The Dark Highlander

“Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“Oh ye of little faith. Not for IYD... But you didn't even try.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Dreamfever

“Although it may not seem like it, this isn’t a story about darkness. It’s about light. Kahlil Gibran says Your joy can fill you only as deeply your sorrow has carved you. If you’ve never tasted bitterness, sweet is just another pleasant flavor on your tongue. One day I’m going to hold a lot of joy.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever