Charlaine Harris

People stubbornly lived their lives as they wanted, without regard to me, to an amazing degree.

A piece of happiness should never be taken as due.

My bullshit metre is reading that as false'.

I have lived one step away from losing my mind for years. I am quick and accurate in spotting unstable streaks in others.

It was beautiful Eric, who desired me, who was hungry for me, in a world that often let me know it could do very well without me.

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__ 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__ ever seen Hoyt alone.

You think that it__ not magic that keeps you alive? Just __ause you understand the mechanics of how something works, doesn__ make it any less of a miracle. Which is just another word for magic. We__e all kept alive by magic, Sookie. My magic__ just a little different from yours, that__ all.

Men! Dead or alive, they could be exactly the same.

Sometimes you just have to regret things and move on.

I__ always enjoyed life, and I knew I would again. But I was going to have to slog through a lot of bad patches to get there

I held on to my better nature by my fingernails but I held on.

Then was ashamed of myself. I should be happy for what I'd been given. I hoped God hadn't noticed my lapse in appreciation.

I am self-educated from genre books.

I wish," I said. "I could save orgasms in a jar for when I need them, because I think I have a few extra.

How grateful are you?" he whispered, his mouth hovering over mine. His eyes were very alert now, and his gaze was boring into mine."That kind of ruins it, when you say something like that," I said, trying to keep my voice gentle. "You shouldn't want me to have sex with you just because I owe you.""I don't really care why you have sex with me, as long as you do it," he said, equally gently.

We want to climb in with you,' Dermot said. 'We'll all sleep better.'That seemed incredibly weird and creepy to me - or maybe I only thought it should have. I was simply too tired to argue. I climbed in the bed. Claude got in on one side of me, Dermot on the other. Just when I was thinking, I would never be able to sleep, that this situation was too odd and too wrong, I felt a kind of blissful relaxation roll through my body, a kind of unfamiliar comfort. I was with family. I was with blood.And I slept.

Fiction just makes it all more interesting. Truth is so boring.

Pam. Listen.''The phone is pressed to my ear. Speak.''Appius Livius Ocella just dropped in.''Fuck a zombie!'- Sookie & Pam, Dead in the Family, Charlaine Harris