Karen Marie Moning Quotes

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Och, Dani my darling, you're not giving me a single reason to wait for you to grow up. You're giving me a thousand reasons not to." It's Christian! I'm so glad it's him, not one of the other princes! I turn around in his arms and tip my head back. "Hi, Christian!" I beam at him. He's hotter than the other princes. I'm glad I got him. I'll take the others, too, but I want him first. "I want to grow up. Now. Hurry.

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He's so beautiful, she said wistfully. He's like an angel. Yep, I agreed flatly. The one that fell.

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I'm asking the questions tonight. One day I was going to write a book: How to Dictate to a Dictator and Evade an Evader, subtitled How to Handle Jericho Barrons.

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Now you know how I justify my addictions—if I can pay less for it than I would at Wal-Mart, I get to have it.

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I was adrift in a sea of questions and if answers were lifeboats, I was in imminent danger of drowning.

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Nobody home but She for Whom I Am the World. Can't go on like this, can't keep doing it.- Jericho Barrons

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Barrons' lips twitched. I'd almost made him smile. Barrons smiles about as often as the sun comes out in Dublin, and it has the same effect on me; makes me feel warm and stupid.

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Don't accuse me of being morbid when I'm merely the product of a culture that buries the bones of the ones they love in pretty, manicured flower gardens so they can keep them nearby and go talk to them whenever they feel troubled or depressed. That's morbid. Not to mention bizarre. Dogs bury bones, too.

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Sometimes my dreams feel so real it's hard to believe they're just the subconscious's stroll across a whimsical map that has no true north.

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He was sexual in a way that made women think of deeply repressed fantasies therapists and feminists alike would cringe to hear tell of.

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I hope they change my drugs soon. Whatever I'm on isn't working.

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Oh, drop the act, Tinkerbell, and get rid of my problem. Then we'll talk.

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Good and evil are merely opposite sides of a coin. Get tossed in the air enough, it's easy to come down on the wrong side.

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He didn't just kiss, he claimed ownership. Took her mouth with urgency, as if his life depended on his kissing her.

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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.

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Mac." He said my name and laughed. "What a name for something like you. Mac.

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Born in a generation that thinks cynical and disenchanted is cool, sometimes I'm a little off the beaten track.

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I flash him number seventeen of my thirty-five Looks of Death.

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Cat got your tongue? And what a lovely tongue it is. I know. It licked every inch of me. Repeatedly. For months," He purred but with steel in the velvet

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My city. I pondered that phrase, wondered why Barrons felt that way. He never said our world. He always said your world. But he called Dublin his city. Merely because he'd been in it so long? Or had Barrons, like me, been beguiled by her tawdry grace, fallen for her charm and colorful dualities? I looked around my bookstore. That was what I called it. Did we call the things of our heart our own, whether they were or not?

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Punch me." "Don't be absurd." "Come on, punch me, Barrons." "I'm not punching you." "I said, punch—OW!" He decked me.

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His face was in my neck and he was breathing hard. Was he grieving me? Already? Would he miss me? Had I, in some tiny way, come to matter to this enigmatic, hard, brilliant, obsessed man? I realised he'd come to matter to me. Good or evil, right or wrong, he mattered to me...

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Caring is love. And love fights! Love doesn't look for the path of least resistance.

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I began to cry. Barrons looked horrified. "Stop that immediately, Ms. Lane." "I can't." I sniffeled into my cup pf cocoa so he couldn't see my face. "Try harder!" I gave a great sniff and shudder, and turned it off. "I have not been her lover for...some time," he offered, watching me carefully. "Oh, get over yourself!

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Life isn't always fair, lass, but that doesn't mean it can't still be sweet."- Dageus

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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.

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Do your thing, Ms. Lane. you might be criminally young, but the night is not.

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No way. I'm not going in there. I draw the line at grave-robbing, Barrons. It's not your pen.

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I began peering into the corners of the room, making sure all the shadows were cast by objects and obeying known laws of physics.

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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.

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