Charlaine Harris Quotes

Though I was having a blissful moment of being happy and content, I had one of those stray ideas you get at odd moments. I thought,How nice it would be if Eric were here with me in the car. He'd look so good with the wind blowing his hair, and he'd enjoy the moment . Well, yeah, before he burned to a crisp.
But I realized I'd thought of Eric because it was the kind of day you wanted to share with the person you cared about, the person whose company you enjoyed the most. And that would be Eric as he'd been while he was cursed by a witch: the Eric who hadn't been hardened by centuries of vampire politics, the Eric who had no contempt for humans and their affairs, the Eric who was not in charge of many financial enterprises and responsible for the lives and incomes of quite a few humans and vampires. In other words, Eric as he would never be again.

Sometimes you just have to regret things and move on.

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

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.

There's not much I dislike more than being addressed as "Hey you" and being poked with a finger.

I liked long skirts," he said nostalgically. "I liked the underthings women wore. The petticoats.

Softie was not a word you could use in the same sentence as Eric.

I like sparkly things.

I could tell Hugo was convinced that he would get to walk back up these stairs: after all, he was a civilized person. These were all civilized people.
Hugo really couldn't imagine that anything irreparable could happen to him, because he was a middle-class white American with a college education, as were all the people on the stairs with us.
I had no such conviction. I was not a wholly civilized person.

You can hold on to me for as long as you want. Let go of the pain, Sookie.
- Eric, Club dead.

But I have no sex feelings about you, and I kind of feel the sleeping-together thing is just odd. So we're not doing the fairy sleep-athon of comfort anymore.

with green beans and rice.

I dipped into his brain. He wasn't happy that I wasn't wearing a bra, because my boobs distracted him. He was thinking I was a bit too curvy for his taste. He was thinking he'd better not think about me that way anymore. He was missing his wife.

duct tape - real

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.

One of the most wonderful, and the most appalling, things about Eric loving me was that he didn't give a shit about anyone else.

Vampires, bringing America together!

Silver, gold - I don't discriminate! I like sparkly things.

The fae were gone from America. Their departure point? Bon Temps, Louisiana. The woods behind my house.

Oh, no, I love going into a pen of lions wearing a sign that says Edible Lamb.
Manfred

Vampires often turn on those who trust them. We don't have human values, you know." "A lot of humans turn on those who trust them," I pointed out. I can be practical. "I'm not a total fool.

Those words are not a magical formula. They're not going to open my heart to you.

Reducing other beings to their component parts.

Amelia was sitting on the pavement in her lawn chair, a glass of wine in her hand.
When we emerged, she set the glass down very carefully on the ground and then looked us over from head to toe.
'Okay, don't know how to react,' she said, finally.

Sweetheart," Bill said formally, "I have always loved you, and I will be proud to die in your service. When I'm gone, say a prayer for me in a real church.

Bubba made a sound of disapproval "You're not supposed to be kissing on anybody else, Miss Sookie" he said "Bill said it was okay, but I don't like it.

Jason's favorite person in the entire universe was Jason Stackhouse.

Hey, our hair's the same color," I said, eying us side by side in the mirror.
"Sure is, girlfriend." Eric grinned at me.

Aubrey was in mufti, which definitely helped me to relax. He was disconcertingly attractive in his jeans and shirt; I had some definitely secular thoughts.

I could add her to the long list of people I didn't understand.

Was this a bad thing for a Christian to be doing? Probably. On the other hand, it had never occurred to me to ask the Methodist minister if he had a ritual in place to sever a blood bond between a woman and a vampire.

This was an unpleasant trend. I didn't want a lot of guys popping in and out of my bedroom. I wanted one who would stay.

She won't win," Eric said. He sounded confident, passionate
everything I might have hoped would be reassuring.
"You're sure?" I asked.
"Yes, my lover. I'm sure."
"But you're not here," I observed,
and I hung up very gently.
He didn't call back.

The god entered some women so completely that they became immortal, or very close to it. Bacchus was the god of the grape, of course, so bars are very interesting to maenads. In fact, so interesting that they don't like other creatures of darkness becoming involved. Maenads consider that the violence sparked by the consumption of alcohol belongs to them; that's what they feed off, now that no one formally worships their god. And they are attracted to pride.

Did we have sex?" he asked directly.
For about two minutes, this might actually be fun. "Eric," I said, "we had sex in every position I could imagine, and some I couldn't. We had sex in every room in my house, and we had sex outdoors. You told me it was the best you'd ever had." (At the time he couldn't recall all the sex he'd ever had. But he'd paid me a compliment.) "Too bad you can't remember it," I concluded with a modest smile.
Eric looked like I'd hit him in the forehead with a mallet. For all of thirty seconds his reaction was completely gratifying.

It's called Two and a Half Men," Dermot was telling his guest.
"I understand," Bellenos said. "Because the two brothers are grown, and the son isn't."
"I think so," Dermot said. "Don't you think the son is useless?"
"The half? Yes. At home, we'd eat him," Bellenos said.

Very few of my characters are totally heroic or totally villainous.

.. I suffered with you. I hurt with you. I bled with you -not only because we're bonded, but because the love I have for you." ~ Eric Northman in Dead in The Family.

I thought about making biscuits, but there seemed to be more than enough calories on board.

Love them to death. Sookie to Pam

I found it harder and harder to stick to what was right, when what was expedient made better sense.

We can't leave this world without leaving a lot of detritus behind. We never go out as cleanly as we come in; and even when we come in, there's the afterbirth.

Thank you, thank you very much.

Some might think you suicidal."
"Well, 'some' can stick it up their ass.

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By the way, I haven't heard an 'I'm sorry' from you yet." My sense of grievance had overwhelmed my sense of self-preservation.
I am sorry that the maenad picked on you."
I glared at him. "Not enough," I said. I was trying hard to hang on to this conversation.
Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me."
That's more like it.

I don't like having feelings," _Eric Northman

Aubrey looked a little - what? I couldn't identify it.

Grip on consciousness slipped as easily and completely as had his hand. "No . . ." he said once more, very weakly. The canopy of trees above

As far as I could tell, Claude's benefit to the world was strictly as a decoration.
-Sookie

. . . we didn't have any blankets and

I don't like having feelings, Eric said coldly, and he left.
That was a tough exit line to top.

Suddenly the blood tasted good, salty, the stuff of life.

You are speaking of my future lover. Be more respectful.

This was pretty exotic stuff for a telepathic barmaid from northern Louisiana.

I put my little yellow ball earrings in and wore my hair pulled up and back with a yellow banana clip holding it loosely.

Eric: 'What part do you like best?' Sookie: 'oh your butt' Eric: 'My ... Bottom?' Sookie: 'yep

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

I hurt with you. I bled with you - not only because we're bonded but because of the love I have for you.
Eric Northman

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.

Fiji, I'm betting you don't drink a lot," he said, trying to suppress a smile.
"I don't," she confessed. "How did you know?"
"Just a lucky guess."
"You think he'd like my phone number?"
"Feej, that guy is tough as nails, and he's not only been around the block, he's run a marathon. He could eat you for breakfast," Olivia said, half smiling.
"And wouldn't that be a great way to wake up?" Fiji said, with a broad wink. Manfred laughed; he couldn't help it.

I hate her skinny thighs and her elitist attitude. i hope she's a dreadful bitch who makes you so miserable that you howl when you remember me.

It's probably a bad indicator of your lifestyle when you miss your ex-boyfriend because he's absolutely lethal.

I'm a middle-class former housewife who goes to my daughter's softball games.

If you do that any more I'll have you whether you want to be had or not, he said, and I could tell he meant it.

I had never seen so many cute men in one place in my life. But I could tell they were not for me. Russell was like the gay vampire Hugh Hefner, and this was the Playboy Mansion, with an emphasis on the boy.

Despite the failure of Velda Cannon's Depends, we'd had a great time.

I kicked off my sandals, put my ice-tinkling glass on the small table by my current book.

[Eric] 'So you want me to go to a human orgy, where I will not be welcome, and you want us to leave before I get to enjoy myself?'

[Sookie] 'Yes,' I said, almost squeaking in my anxiety. In for a penny, in for a pound. 'And... do you think you could pretend to be gay?

Life begins at night

It's always possible for human beings to spoil their own peace of mind

I knew, as sure as I knew my name, that tomorrow he would send me another coat, in a big fancy box, with a big bow on it. It would be the right size, it would be a top brand, and it would be warm.
...
It was cranberry red, with a removable liner, a detachable hood, and tortoiseshell buttons.

Vampires should never say Uh-Oh!!

Bill didn't get any kind of erotic thrill from a wineglass of LifeFlow.

I'm so sorry we were late," she was apologizing in her Lauren Bacall gracious woman mode, the one that always made people accept her apology. "John wasn't sure until the last minute whether he felt like coming or not. But I did so want to meet Aurora's new neighbors, and it was so kind of you to invite us ...

You were so sweet when you didn't know who you were.

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.

188. I hated trying to figure out what was best morally, because so often that didn't jibe with my gut reaction.

I felt like a car that had only been operated by one driver ... a car its new prospective buyer was determined to take to the Daytona 500.

I stopped for a moment, biting the inside of my cheek. This was the hardest part. I want to be first. I know that's selfish, and maybe unattainable, and maybe shallow. But I just want to come first with someone. If that's wrong, so be it. I'll be wrong. But that's the way I feel.

Weird doesn't equal morally bankrupt.

I love the South, don't get me wrong; but it does lag behind the times in social developments.

For any writers at all, read everything you can and then put your butt in the chair and write. That's all there is to it.

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

She killed Lorena in a fight? Eric's grin grew even broader. He was as proud as if he'd heard his firstborn reciting Shakespeare.

Men sometimes have to leave their ladies alone, and ladies are not responsible for the bad manners of fools.

Sometimes you just have to roll in it.

You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless.

I was so sleepy (and sore) that another bout of sex was out of the question, unless Eric had suddenly developed an interest in necrophilia.

I had a smell in my nose that just wouldn't go away, and I hated it. It was coating my lungs inside, I thought, and I'd spend the rest of my life breathing it in and breathing it out. The odor was composed of burning building materials, scorched bodies, and disintegrating vampires. It was the smell of hatred.

Humans who are born with the essential spark are born to experience or perform something wonderful, something amazing.

My bullshit meter is reading that as 'false'.

suck failure, fur face!

Loveable Isn't he? -Eric Northman

Well, screw him. I'd tried my best.

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.

When you've been really beaten, you realize that you are just an envelope of skin, an easily penetrated envelope that holds together a lot of fluids and some rigid structures, which in their turn can simply be broken and invaded.

My pride had risen up and whopped me in the face. I don't lose my temper a lot, but when I do, I make a good job of it.

Once again, I had that feeling of drowning when I hadn't even known I was in the pool

You want to own your own life," Eric said. "As much as anyone can." "Just when I think you're very simple, you say something complex," Eric said. "Are you complaining?" I tried to smile, failed. "No.

So, on the whole, I'd have to say that no, people don't change, but they CAN learn to behave differently. I want to believe otherwise. If you have an argument that says I'm wrong, I'd be glad to hear it.