MaryJanice Davidson Quotes

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I was so furious I was actually dizzy with it. There were so many bitchy, sarcastic observations to make, I was having a sarcasm stroke. "My God! You people! You're - you're so stupid you're making my eyeballs throb. They're throbbing, dammit!

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We have souls. Sure we do. Otherwise we'd do bad things all the time. You know, like politicians.

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I've always assumed he'd be around to be, you know, yelled at and taken for granted. And of course I was wrong. Nobody's going to put up with that forever.

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Kissing Sinclair was like making out with a sexy timber wolf— he was licking my fangs and nipping me lightly and growling under his breath and it was...oh, it was really something.

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Yeah, well, it's been a super fun week. And by 'super fun' I mean 'horrible and endless'.

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The vampire bible, bound in human skin, written in blood, and full of prophecies that were never wrong. Trouble was, if you read the thing too long, it drove you nuts. Not "I'm having a bad day and feel bitchy" nuts or PMS nuts. "I think I'll commit felony assault on my friends and rape my boyfriend" nuts.

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She couldn't tell where his pupils ended and the irises began; looking into those eyes was like looking into a well where children had drowned.

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I could have gone to medical school, I said. Except for all the math and stuff.

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I know it's practical for career women, but sneakers with suits? Jesus couldn't possibly weep harder than I did.

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Zombieland reference," Jon said, nodding. "How do you know that? That's a thousand-year-old reference!" I looked at laura. "I can't think of a single movie from a thousand years ago." "Uh...Betsy..." "Don't say it." You know how you don't know how stupid something is until you hear yourself say it? That happened to me a lot.

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Why is it suddenly uncool to spell? That's all I want to know.

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I—I adore you, too. Well, I don't know if I adore you. That's not really the word I'd use. But I—I—" I managed to wrench it out. God, this was hard! "I love you." "Of course you do," he said, totally unsurprised. "WHAT? I finally tell you my deepest, most personal feelings and you're all, 'Yeah, I already got that memo'? This, this is why you drive me nuts! This is why it's so hard to tell you things! I take it back.

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You don't scare me, Cadence Jones. I've lived with crazy, I've ridden with crazy, I've vacationed with crazy, I've visited crazy in various hospitals, I've sat in on therapy sessions with crazy. Frankly, I think women who don't have major emotional disorders are really very dull.

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My my Laura Goodman. I must say that is a charming name for a charming young lady." "Eric's old." I broke in. "Really really old." "Er— really?" Laura asked. "Gosh you don't look even out of your thirties." "Tons of face-lifts. He's a surgical addict. I'm trying to get him help." I added defensively when they both gave me strange looks.

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You'll pay," she said stonily. "You won't be like this by this time tomorrow." "Bored and pissed off? God, I hope not.

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It never failed—I'd buy a new journal, write like a madwoman for ten pages, then lose total interest in the process. Three months later, I'd start the whole process all over again. I think I just liked buying new notebooks.

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Here I am, just wandering down a deserted street in the middle of the night. I hope I don't run into any trouble. Goodness, that would just ruin my whole evening." I strolled and hummed, trying to project Innocent Victim.

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He said my name the way diabetics talked about hot fudge sundaes.

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It's inappropriate for the queen of the dead to be afraid of ghosts.

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It was scary how much she sounded like me sometimes. Maybe that's why she totally got on my nerves

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Elizabeth Anne Taylor April 25, 1974 - April 25, 2004 Our Sweetheart, Only resting

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"It's nice to see you again, Laura."
"Thank you, Mrs. T-"
"No, no, no. Please, my name is-"
"Mud," I suggested.
"Mud Barfbag Taylor. Call her Asshat for short."
Laura, Antonia, Betsy

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Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.

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Also, I loathe it when you refer to me as dude" Eric Sinclair to Betsy

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I trudged around on the muddy river bottom for half an hour, patiently waiting to drown, before giving up and slogging my way back to shore.

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I zoomed in on the shoe department like a blonde homing pigeon. Shoes, shoes everywhere! Ah, sweet shoes. I truly think you can take the measure of a civilization by looking at its footwear.

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