P.C. Cast Quotes

The kiss wasn't an intrusion; it was a question. Morrigan answered it with an exclamation mark.

that's as nutty as squirrel turds

Remember that I will be here', he said resolutely. 'For an eternity ( ... ). I would wait for you for an eternity.

Darkness got you like Shelob gor Frodo, only worse.

I'll find you again. Even if it takes a hundred of those years.

You are absolutely at the correct spot. Well done, you, for finding us!" Damien's smile was so warm that I watched the tense set of the human's shoulders relax. Then he actually held out his hand and said, "Excellent. I'm Adam Paluka, from Tulsa's Fox News 23, I'm here to interview your High Priestess and, I'm guessing, some of you as well."
"Nice to meet you, Mr. Paluka. I'm Damien," Damien said, taking his hand. Then he giggled a little and added, "Oooh, strong grip!"
The reporter grinned. "I aim to please. And call me Adam. Mr. Paluka is my dad."
Damien giggled again. Adam chuckled. They made major eye contact. Stevie Rae nudged me and we shared a /look./ Adam was cute, seriously cute in a young, up-and-coming metro-sexual guy way. Dark hair, dark eyes, good teeth, really good shoes, and a man satchel, which Stevie Rae and I spotted together. Our eyes telegraphed to each other /potential boyfriend for Damien!/
"Hi there, Adam, I'm Stevie Rae." She stuck out her hand. As he took it she said, "You don't have a girlfriend, do ya?"
His straight-toothed smile faltered, but only a little. "No. I don't, um. No. I absolutely don't have a girlfriend.

When the thrill of his body fades or changes, and the difficulties of pledging yourself to only one person surface, kindness will be the balm that soothes the wounds of life.

If its got tires or testicles it's going to give you trouble

Blood Leads to Humanity, Spirit Leads to Night, and Earth Completes.

I stifled a sigh and ignored the Imprinted Drunk Vision Girl.

Our Z's been fucking Loren Blake.

It was like I was inside a fishbowl in the middle of a typhoon, and everyone else was on the outside cluelessly enjoying lovely weather.

I believe there is little you cannot do once you set your mind to it.

I've found that the way a person feels about cats-and the way they feel about him or her in return-is usually an excellent gauge by which to measure a person's character

Well, he was wearing those really bad pants ant that awful shirt. Clearly he did need some things explained to him bya teenager, but i didn't think it was the right time to mention his unforunate and obvious fashion impairment.

But we're going to smile and pretend we're fine with the dorky birthmas gifts because people do not get that they can't mush a birthday into christmas.

Yeah, I got the instructions straight from Seoras. That and a bunch of smart-ass comments about my education being sadly lacking and something about not knowing my arse from my ear or my elbow, and also something about me being a fanny, and I don't know what the hell that means."
"Fanny? Like a girl's name?"
"I don't think so ...

This time the fluttery feeling in my stomach was more intense. It made the inside of my thighs tingle and my breathing deepen.

I've seen a big shift, especially in my classroom, with women standing up and demanding respect. That's in every woman, whether 16, 26, 56.

She's really amazing," Darius said as he gazed lovingly after her.
"If by amazing you mean a total pain in the butt, then I'll agree with you.

My purpose? What is my purpose?

Would you get your butt in here? Shit, you are slow as a fat kid on crutches, Zoey.

Ancient mirror Macick mirror Shades of gray Hidden Forbidden Within, away Part the mist Macick kissed Call the fey Reveal the past The spell is cast I save the day!

Oh, please, if its ass is feathered and waterproof, its a duck. Hello, pictures with little word balloons makes it a comic book. They're dorky comic books for nerdy antisocial, nonbathing people. End of discussion.

She comes back Through blood by blood She returns Cut deep now Like me Humanity saves her Will she save me?

Comfort is for the lazy and the ugly.
Aphrodite

Uh, excuse me, myrna. What did you just say? To me it sounded like 'I'm pregnant with the troll's baby and I'm going to handfast with him, Mama.' I know I couldn't have heard you right."~ Shannon Parker
"You hears me right, Mama. Except for the part about Grant being a troll. You know i've asked you a thousand times to quit calling him that." ~Myrna
"Lets see... he's short. The top of his head is flat. He has an underbite. And a squeaky little voice. All that says troll to me." ~ Shannon Parker

Divine by Blood (Part 2 Chapter 6) Partholon Series

What more could you want? How about dominion over this 'beautiful place'? Beauty doesn't last. Friends and family decay. Power is the only thing that goes on forever."
Jack answered with his gut. "No, love goes on forever.

His eyes met mine and the rest of the room faded away. ―I'm always going to keep your heart safe, even if mine has to stop beating for that to happen,‖ he told me softly.

Whoop-tee-fucking-do

He's waiting for yu, young queen.'
Shocked, I stared at Seoras. 'Heath?'
The Warrior's look was wise and understanding - his voice gentle. 'Aye, yur Heath probably does await you somewhere in the future, but it is of your Guardian I speak.

Yeah, I know you. I made you up. This is my dream. You're a mixture of Zac Efron and Johnny Depp.

I couldn't tell what the hell Heath was talking about." Stark's stomach tightened. "You mean Aurox." "Yeah, Aurox." Zoey frowned. "That's what I said. So, what's going on?" Stark was too tired to argue with her, so he ignored her Freudian slip,

Who knew hitting my head and passing out would be so much fun?

The Goddess's ways are not always clear.
No, but they are always interesting.

You ever have that happen where you meet someone and just
clash? We were like a gravel and cream sandwhich."
"That is the weirdest thing you have ever said. I suppose you were the cream?" "Of course I was the cream. Sha."
Eve Rosser, The Drama Queen's Last Dance (Rachel Caine)

The best part of beauty is that which no picture can express.

What if all I'd ever known was how it had been for the past three years - me being an unwanted outsider in my own family?
I might have turned out like Aphrodite, and I might still be letting my parents control me because I was hoping desperately that I would be good enough, make them proud, so that some day they would really love me.

You know that prejudice isn't logical, which is why it is so hard to overcome.

And in my Dark Otherworld, there will be no innocents being abused by predators. All will be under my protection. I hold their fates in

Believe in yourself, Zoey Redbird. I have Marked you as my own. You will be my first true U-we-tsi a-ge-hu-tsa v-hna-i Sv-no-yi . . . Daughter of Night . . . in this age. You are special. Accept that about yourself, and you will begin to understand there is true power in your uniqueness. Within you is combined the magic blood of ancient Wise Women and Elders, as well as insight into and understanding of the modern world. The

True love wasn't found in good hair or the right clothes, make-up or shoes. True love was found in the soul - as was wisdom and compassion

Stark grinned his cocky half smile and took my hand, threading his fingers through mine for all of the video audience to see. "Z, don't almost cuss on film. Your grandma might hear and that wouldn't be cool."
"Sorry," I muttered. "How about I just let you talk."
Stark's grin got bigger, "Well, that'll be a first.

Seeing it makes a magnificent abstract concept real, and reality tends to taint even the most wonderful ideas [ ... ] - Caradoc

I'm sick of you cheating on me with everyone who has a dick

Nice dress Zoey. It looks just like mine. Oh, wait! It used to be mine.
Aphrodite laughed a throaty, I'm-so-grown-and-you're-just-a-kid laugh.
I really hate it when girls do that.I mean, yes, she's older, but I have boobs, too.

He leaned back a little, not taking his arm from around me, but looking into my eyes.
You're changing, Zoey. And I'm not sure what you're changing into.

Been dead, done that got a fricken t-shirt

There was a pause, and then Damien said, "I nominate Erik Night."
Shaunee rolled her eyes.
Erin said, "Okay, how many times do we have to explain this to you
the boy is not on your team. He likes breasts and vaginas, not penises and anu
"
"Stop!" I absolutely did not want to get off on this subject. "I think Erik Night is a good choice, and not because he likes me or, well ...

Time to grow up. Time to stop bawling. Time to do SOMETHING. And that means, if I'm not sleeping, my nerd-herd isn't sleeping either-sun or no sun.

Perhaps you could find a way to prudently follow your instincts?"
Morrigan put her arm around Birkita and squeezed. "I'm eighteen. Nothing I do is prudent."
Birkita sighed. "That is what worries me.

The one consistent thing I have found is that there really is no normal when it comes to women.

No matter what bullshit you heard, hes still mine! he'll always be mine

Fear and Bigotry are bred fom isolation and ignorance.
-Shekinah

No, my young apprentice. You said the exact right thing. Again. I'm just laughing at life."
"Why?" he asked, opening both his eyes.
"Because sometimes it's either laugh or cry. I prefer laugh. How about you?

The ability to accessorize is what elevates us from lower-life forms," I said in my lecture voice, choosing a pair of diamond-studded drops for my ear. "Like men.

We must have a creature made of Darkness to break through the cage of Darkenss that imprisons your grandmother," Thanatos said.
"That creature is me." Aurox stepped forward.
"Oh, for shit's sake! We are absolutely fucked!" Aphrodite said.
Sadly I had to agree with her.

It was like staring into the face of a familiar stranger. You know, that person you see in a crowd and swear you know, but you really don't? Now she was me - the familiar stranger.

She had my eyes. They were the same hazel color that could never decide whether it wanted to be green or brown, but my eyes had never been that big and round. Or had they? She had my hair - long and straight and almost as dark as my grandma's had been before hers had begun to turn silver. The stranger had my high cheekbones, long, strong nose, and wide mouth - more features from my grandma and her Cherokee ancestors. But my face had never been that pale. I'd always been olive-ish, much darker skinned than anyone else in my family. But maybe it wasn't that my skin was suddenly so white ... maybe it just looked pale in comparison to the dark blue outline of the crescent moon that was perfectly positioned in the middle of my forehead. Or maybe it was the horrid fluorescent lighting. I hoped it was the lighting.

I stared at the exotic-looking tattoo. Mixed with my strong Cherokee features it seemed to brand me with a mark of wildness ... as if I belonged to ancient times when the world was bigger ... more barbaric.

From this day on my life would never be the same. And for a moment - just an instant - I forgot about the horror of not belonging and felt a shocking burst of pleasure, while deep inside of me the blood of my grandmother's people rejoiced.

thats a Zoey miracle

The guy I'd felt such an immediate and deep connection to I'd thought that just maybe there really were such things as soul mates, and had considered, at least for a few brief moments, that he might be mine.

In my ten years of teaching I've noticed that teachers tend to have a bad habit of talking to themselves. I hypothesize that this is because we talk for a living, and we feel safe speaking our feelings aloud. Or it could be that most of us, especially the high school teacher variety, are just weird as shit.

What the hell's wrong with mimosas?' Aphrodite was saying. 'Orange juice is for breakfast.'
'What about the champagne part? That's alcohol,' Stevie Rae said.
'It's pink Veuve Clicquot. That means its good champagne, which cancels out the alcohol part,

Becky Renee Apple - can you believe her mom named her that and then had all of her sweaters monogramed with 'BRA'?

As with all my children, you must find your own path, and through that discovery, you will decide what each earth child must ultimately decide-whether she chooses chaos or love.

C-sections and epidurals should be blessings to women, but I suddenly wondered if they had become a means from which to steal the magic of the power of birth away from a generation of mothers.

I was crazy about Heath. And his blood. Erik was an amazing guy who I really, really liked. Loren was completely delicious. Jeesh, I sucked. - Zoey Redbird (Ch 20)

Nerd herd, focus. You're here to help the fledglings. Dour One and Dour Two aren't important," said Aphrodite.
"Dr. Seuss reference. I like it," Stark said, giving me a check-me-out-I've-always-read-books hottie grin.
Aphrodite frowned at him.
"I said focus, not flirt.

No, Zoey."
Heat sounded pissed.
It's not okay here. Not for you."
Well, maybe that's 'cause I'm not dead. Yet.

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I don't like the way he looks at you."
My stomach lurched. "What do you mean? How does he look at me?"
"Like you're not a student and he's not a teacher.

I demand to know who did this to my man's face.-Aphrodite Lafonte

I felt like I was hobbling, like one oof the old crones from Act I of Macbeth - God knows my hair felt scraggy enough that I must have looked the part.

As your girlfriend, you've just pissed me off. As your High Priestess, you've just insulted me. And as someone with a working brain, you've made me wonder if you've lost every bit of your sense. (Zoey Redbird)

It's hard to march purposefully, or in any other way, when your thighs are screaming like Richard Simmons in a candy store- good God, stop the madness.

Soul mates do always find each other, Artemis thought.

Aphrodite makes us understand why women have drowned their babies.

Maybe it's not about how long you've lived, or having the ability to hope, even when things seem hopeless. Maybe it's just about how much faith you have.

As a child of the Goddess, I know that when a being dies, the soul lives on. That dying is only a way of forgetting pain and suffering
that it is a pathway to travel back to the Goddess to be renewed and made strong
to rest and to one day be ready to return to this realm, for it is spoken by the High Priestess ...

The bond between us was like fire- it burned and consumed, almost painful in its intensity. Almost unbearable in its pleasure. We clung to each other, mouths pressed against skin, body against body. All I could feel was Stark. All I could hear was the pounding of our hearts beating in time together. I couldn't tell where I ended and he began. I couldn't tell which pleasure was mine, and which was his. Afterward while I lay in his arms, our legs twined together, our bodies slick with sweat, I sent a silent prayer to my Goddess: Nyx, thank you for giving Stark to me. Thank you for letting him love me.

Nuns freak me out.

I'm turning into a Ho

Oh, for crap's sake, I can barely look at it," Aphrodite said, turning her head from the archway and averting her eyes. "And I usually love sparkly things.

No, Kramisha, he's not black. He's a killer bird with evil for his Daddy.

I just have to do the right thing, and recently I've realized that sometimes the right thing seems crazy to those who don't want change.

I clamped down on the sick, hurt feeling inside that threatened to make me burst into tears. My eyes dried instantly. I was good at hiding tears. I should be; I'd had three years to get good at it.

Ultimately, the body is just a shell; it is the soul which defines the man or woman, god or goddess.

When boys get mad its not so bad
When girls get mad world WW3 is about to start!

I closed my eyes and rested my head against his chest, wishing sincerely that Rhiannon would get hit by a bus.

I'll find you, don't worry. My body won't be with you all the time, but you'll always have my heart. I'm your worrier, remember?"
"I'll never forget. I promise. I'm your High Priestess and you've pledged yourself to me. That means you have my heart, too."
"Then both of us better stay safe. A heart's a hard thing to live without. I should know. I've tried it.

I would tell you that you looked really hot today when I saw you naked, but that probably wouldn't be appropriate, being as we're in bed together but not doing anything.
Stark - Hunted

A guy once told me that girls' purses reminded him of spiders.

Cool! I don't have to be told twice. I'm a monster not a Morin. He moved quickly back to the bed.

This is for those of you who have made mistakes, and who are brave enough to correct them, and wise enough to learn from them.

I stared at myself in the mirror. Okay, just ugh. I had to get some sleep tonight - the bags under my eyes had bags.

Don't fuck with an English major. They keep lots of useless crap trapped in their heads. Once in a while they let some of it out and it bites you square on the ass.

Give me strength, not to be better than my enemies, but to defeat my greatest enemy, the doubts within myself. Give me strength for a straight back and clear eyes, so when life fades, as the setting sun, my spirit may come to you without shame.

Sylvia's dark eyes widened. "You are more than you appear to be"
"Yes. I am a monster of Darkness, a beast," he agreed with her. Her lips tilted up.
"Can a beast weep in sorrow? Does darkness have the capacity to feel loneliness? I think not.

The world falling apart isn't an excuse to take up bad habits ...
Zoey Redbird, Hunted, p. 216.

Hades was the personification of dark and dangerous
a living, breathing Batman.

Man, i would have peeled off my shirt faster than you can say bubba loves trucks.

But you don't belong here! You're dead!" I sobbed against his chest.
"Zo, babe, this is the Otherworld. It's not me who doesn't belong here-it's you.