Karen Marie Moning quotes

  • It's often only in the lies we refuse to speak that any truth can be heard at all.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Lying #Deceit #Speak

  • Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #People #Worst

  • One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Romantic #Lost Love #Kissing

  • Oh, for heaven's sake, she thought with droll exasperation, this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Men #Hands #Heaven

  • The most confused we ever get is when we're trying to convince our heads of something our heart knows is a lie.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Confused #Liars #Lying

  • 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.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Falling In Love #Mistake #Men

  • Caring is love. And love fights! Love doesn't look for the path of least resistance.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Fighting #Caring #And Love

  • Words can be twisted into any shape. Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. In the final analysis, words mean nothing. They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our puny little brains around their underlying natures, when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. The wisest man is the silent one. Examine his actions. Judge him by them.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Life #Mean #Heart

  • Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it's those hours that make us what we are.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Looks #Hours #Darkest Hour

  • No matter how people try to dispute it, perception is reality. Its what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Believe #Reality #People

  • I'd learned a thing or two. Hope strengthens. Fear kills.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Two

  • Last night you said you wanted to know what to expect so you could better select your attire. I told you we were going to visit a vampire in a Goth-den tonight. Why, then, Ms. Lane, do you look like a perky rainbow?
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Night #Rainbow #Vampire

  • I wasn‘t—" I began. I didn‘t—" He began. How charming," V‘lane cut us off. His voice arrived before he did. "The very portrait of human domestic bliss. She‘s on the floor, you‘re towering over her. Did he strike you, MacKayla? Say the word and I‘ll kill him.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Cutting #Voice #Portraits

  • I'm sorry your pretty little world got all screwed up, but everybody's does, and you go on. It's how you go on that defines you.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Sorry #Littles #Doe

  • I wasn't prepared for death. Nobody is. You lose someone you love more than you love yourself, and you get a crash course in mortality. You lie awake night after night, wondering if you really believe in heaven and hell and finding all kinds of reasons to cling to faith, because you can't bear to believe they aren't out there somewhere, a few whispered words of a prayer away.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Prayer #Lying #Believe

  • I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all the ugliness in it. I would wear pink because I hated gray, I didn’t deserve white, and I was sick of black.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Flirty #Shoes #White

  • Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Knowing #Shame #Break

  • Its our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Our Actions #Action #Willing

  • It's just that in the Deep South, women learn at a young age that when the world is falling apart around you, it's time to take down the drapes and make a new dress.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Encouraging #Encouragement #Fall

  • Mac." He said my name and laughed. "What a name for something like you. Mac.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Names #Like You #Said

  • It's hard to say what makes the mind piece things together in a sudden lightning flash. I've come to hold the human spirit in the highest regard. Like the body, it struggles to repair itself. As cells fight off infection and conquer illness, the spirit, too, has remarkable resilience. It knows when it is harmed, and it knows she the harm is too much to bear. If it deems the injury too great, the spirit cocoons the wound, in the same fashion that the body forms a cyst around infection, until the time comes that it can deal with it.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Fashion #Struggle #Fighting

  • I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself. Movies show you the pink house. A good book tells you there's a pink house and lets you paint some of the finishing touches, maybe choose the roof style,park your own car out front. My imagination has always topped anything a movie could come up with. Case in point, those darned Harry Potter movies. That was so not what that part-Veela-chick, Fleur Delacour, looked like.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Book #Thinking #Imagination

  • And there you have it...if I knew that I could only have a few nights in that man's arms or nothing, I would take those magic nights and use them to keep me warm for the rest of my life.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Night #Men #Magic

  • I kept it to remind me that although there is evil, there is sometimes beauty and light. You, Jillian. You were always my light.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Light #Evil #Sometimes

  • I was about to look away when he reached across the seat, touched my jaw with his long, strong, beautiful fingers, and caressed my face. Being touched by Jericho Barrons with kindness makes you feel like you must be the most special person in the world. It’s like walking up to the biggest, most savage lion in the jungle, lying down, placing your head it its mouth and, rather than taking your life, it licks you and purrs.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Beautiful #Strong #Kindness

  • I moistened my lips. His gaze fixed on them. I think I stopped breathing. He jerked so sharply away that his long dark coat sliced air, and turned his back to me. “Was that an invitation, Ms.Lane?” “If it was?” I asked, astonishing myself. What did I think I was doing? “I don’t do hypotheticals. Little girl.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Girl #Dark #Thinking

  • There are moments in my life when I feel like I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be, doing exactly what I’m supposed to do. I pay attention to them. They’re my cosmic landmarks, letting me know I’m on the right path. Now that I’m older and can look back and see where I missed a turn here and there, and know the price I paid for those oversights, I try to look sharper at the present.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Trying #Pay #Path

  • Please tell me we don't grow up and turn into the adults that drive us crazy.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Growing Up #Crazy #Adults

  • I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Skins #Navigation #Movement

  • Yes, I have loved, Ms. Lane, and although it's none of your business, I have lost. Many things.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Lost #Lanes #None Of Your Business

  • You never knew what you could get away with until you tried.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Get Away

  • Sometimes I worry that there’s not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that I’m a hard drive with limited gigabytes and one day I won’t be able to maintain the firewall between them. I wonder if that’s what senility is.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Dream #Reality #Worry

  • Dude, the bush is ready. Why you still beating around it?” “I’ve lived a long time, kid, and I’ve never heard anyone mutilate the English language quite like you.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Kids #Long #Language

  • I love books, they're in my blood.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Book #Blood

  • I lock eyes with my reflection and don’t look away. The day you look away you start to lose yourself. I’m never going to lose myself. You are what you are. Deal with it or change.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Eye #Reflection #Locks

  • Hope strengthens. Fear kills[...] That simple adage is master of every situation, every choice. Each morning we wake up, we get to choose between hope and fear and apply one of those emotions to everything we do. Do we greet things that come our way with joy? Or suspicion?
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Morning #Simple #Joy

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

    #Kissing #Mouths #Ownership

  • I didn’t ask. Some things are better left unsaid. He looked at me and I shivered. I never get enough of him. Never will. He lives. I breathe. I want. Him. Always. Fire to my ice. Ice to my fever. Later we would go to bed, and when he rose over me, dark and vast and eternal, I’d know joy.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Dark #Fire #Ice

  • I love books, by the way, way more than movies. Movies tell you what to think. A good book lets you choose a few thoughts for yourself.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Inspiring #Reading #Book

  • Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else's reproduction pool.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Pool #Should #Shots

  • Don't celebrate yet, Ms. Lane. Don't believe anything is dead until you've burned it, poked around in its ashes, and then waited a day or two to see if anything rises from them.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Believe #Two #Ashes

  • A woman who’s lived in a cage all her life. And hates it. Bored in there, aren’t you. Waiting for life to happen. And when it finally does, it steals from you what you loved most. So take back. Explode. Lash out. Blow up
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Love #Hate #Blow

  • Valhalla on the right. Paradise regained on the left. Stuck between a Godiva truffle and a chocolate eclair. Between a rock and a very hard place. Two very hard places from the looks of it.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Two #Rocks #Chocolate

  • You're leaving me, Rainbow Girl.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Girl #Rainbow #Leaving

  • The power of thought is far greater than most people ever realize.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #People #Realizing #Power Of Thought

  • When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesn’t even bother trying. Savage Mac wants to invite it to come out and play. I think she’s nuts. Nuts, I tell you.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Eye #Thinking #Play

  • We're translating the Kama Sutra," Barrons said, with interactive aids.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Aids #Said #Jericho Barrons

  • Was he a good kisser, Ms. Lane?” Barrons asked, watching me carefully. I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand at the memory. “It was like being owned.” Some women like that.” Not me.” Perhaps it depends on the man doing the owning.” I doubt it. I couldn’t breathe with him kissing me.” One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.” Right, and one day my prince might come.” I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Memories #Kissing #Men

  • Time heals. No, it doesn't. At best, time is the great leveler, sweeping us all into coffins. We find ways to distract ourselves from the pain. Time is neither scalpel nor bandage. It is indifferent. Scar tissue is not a good thing. It is merely the wound's other face.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Pain #Way #Faces

  • You want to believe in black and white, good and evil, heroes that are truly heroic, villains that are just plain bad, but I've learned in the past year that things are rarely so simple. The good guys can do some truly awful things, and the bad guys can sometimes surprise the heck out of you.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Hero #Believe #Black And White

  • Suddenly so many things she'd overheard her brothers and Quinn saying when Grimm had been in residence made sense, and upon reflection she suspected a part of her had always known. Her love was a legendary warrior who had grown to despise himself, cut off from his roots. But now that he was home and given the time to explore those roots, he might be able to make peace with himself at long last.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Brother #Home #Cutting

  • My world we humans we’re just pawns on an immortal chessboard.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #World #Pawns #Immortal

  • The other day upon the stair, I saw a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today; how I wish he'd go away!" ~Gabrielle O'Callaghan towards Adam Black
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Men #Black #Wish

  • Just saying, things ain't always bad just 'cause you don't understand 'em or ain't like 'em. That's like thinking anybody who's smarter or faster is dangerous just 'cause they got more brains or quicker feet. Ain't fair. Peeps can't help how they're born.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Thinking #Feet #Brain

  • They had each other and there was a love between them that would withstand anything. Alina and I had always intuited, with no small wry pique, that, although our parents adored us and would do anything for us, they loved each other more. As far as I was concerned, that was the way it should be. Kids grow up, move on and find a love of their own. The empty nest shouldn't leave parents grieving. It should leave them ready and excited to get on with living their own adventure, which would, of course, include many visits to children and grandchildren.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Children #Growing Up #Moving

  • My heart has jet lag.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Heart #Lag #Jet

  • -and nobody’s getting laid!” I practically shouted. “You think I don’t know that?” He shifted his body beneath me, making me painfully aware of something. Two somethings, in fact, one of which was how far up my short skirt was. The other wasn’t my problem. I wriggled, to shimmy my hem down, but his expression perished the thought. When Barrons looks at me like that, it rattles me. Lust, in those ancient, obsidian eyes, offers no trace of humanity. Doesn’t even bother trying.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Eye #Thinking #Two

  • I felt the electricity of his body behind me as he reached around me and took the card from my hand. He didn't move away, and I battled the urge to lean back into him, seeking the comfort of his strength. Would he wrap his arms around me? Make me feel safe, if only for a moment, and if only a delusion?
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Moving #Hands #Body

  • On the lips of my enemy, my sister’s lover, my lover’s killer, I taste the punishment I deserve. I taste oblivion.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Punishment #Enemy #Taste

  • He stepped into the morning feeling more alive than he'd felt in months. Hold fast and believe in me, love, he whispered across the centuries. Because love and belief were serious magic in and of themselves.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Morning #Believe #Feelings

  • Moth to a flame I follow.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Flames #Moths

  • Daddy looked at her hard, and right before my eyes, he changed. I watched him inflate again, shake off his own emotions and puff himself up for her. Become her man. Her rock. I smiled. I loved him so much. He'd dragged mom kicking and screaming from grief once before and I knew I could rest easy that he would never let grief steal her from him again. No matter what happened to me.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Mom #Grief #Eye

  • If you already know the answer, Ms. Lane, don’t waste my time. You just wasted a month of it.” -Barrons
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Answers #Waste #Months

  • Women have been repeating the same mistake since time began: falling for a man’s potential. We rarely see it the same way, and even more rarely care to achieve it.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Mistake #Fall #Men

  • He knows what I'm thinking. Always. We're connected. The atoms between us ferry messages back and forth.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Thinking #Atoms #Messages

  • When he'd pushed inside me and I'd feel him begin to penetrate, it had turned me into a wild thing-hot, wet, and desperate for more of him. With every kiss, every caress, every thrust, I'd just needed more. He'd touched me, I went nuts. The world dwindled down to one thing: him.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Kissing #Nuts #Hot

  • He'd made her feel what Barrons made me feel. Bigger than I could possibly be, larger than life, on fire with possibilities, ecstatic to be breathing, impatient for the next moment together. She'd been happy in those last months, so alive and happy.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Fire #Breathing #Together

  • ... You have me in your mouth, you don't get anybody else. Or you don't get me." - Jericho Barrons
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Mouths #Jericho #Jericho Barrons

  • 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.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Black And White #Judging #Mind

  • We are not perfect. What god is Examine yours. According to your mythos he was so disappointed with his initial efforts creating your race that he tried again. At least we imprisoned our mistakes. Your god permits his to roam free. At a mere few thousand years old your creation myths are far more absurd than ours.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Mistake #Years #Creating

  • I’m Pri-ya again. I always will be with this man.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Men

  • There are two kinds of people in the world Ms. Lane: those who survive no matter the cost and those who are walking victims.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Two #People #Matter

  • Barrons knows virtually everything about me. I wouldn’t be surprised if somewhere he has a little file that encompasses my entire life to date, with neatly mounted, acerbically captioned photos—see Mac sunbathe, see Mac paint her nails, see Mac almost die.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Nails #Littles #Paint

  • I didn’t say, You are such a stuffy asshole. And he didn’t say, If you ever burn one of my quarter-of-a-million dollar rugs again I’ll take it out of your hide, and I didn’t say, Oh, honey, wouldn’t you like to? And he didn’t say Grow up, Ms. Lane, I don’t take little girls to my bed, and I didn’t say I wouldn’t go there if it was the only safe place from the Lord Master in all of Dublin.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Girl #Growing Up #Dublin

  • He doesn’t beat me,” I said irritably. “I’d kill him if he did.” “She would. She has a temper. Stubborn, too. But we’re working on that, aren’t we, Ms. Lane?
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Stubborn #Beats #Lanes

  • If he was winter, I was summer. If I was sunshine, he was night. A dark and stormy one.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Summer #Sunshine #Dark

  • 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.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Dog #Flower #Garden

  • When you were too young and naïve to see the risks, I incurred your wrath to protect you. Scream at me for it if you must. Thank me for it when you finally grow up.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Growing Up #Wrath #Risk

  • A lamb in a city of wolves.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Cities #Lambs

  • Mom raised us to believe that every lie puts something out there in the world that's inevitably going to come back and bite you in the petunia.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Mom #Lying #Believe

  • Could words and symbols wield such power? Could mere scribblings on parchment unmake a person's moral fiber? Weren't we made of sterner stuff?
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Stuff #Fiber #Moral

  • I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Sweet #Lying #Hard Life

  • Sometimes the small pleasures in life are the sweetest.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Sometimes #Pleasure #Sweetest

  • He’s so beautiful,” she said wistfully. “He’s like an angel.” “Yep,” I agreed flatly. “The one that fell.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Beautiful #Angel #Said

  • My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Philosophy #Book #Good Day

  • You and I more than anyone else in the universe are perfect for each other.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Perfect #Universe

  • I turned around slowly, and looked up at him. He stiffened and sucked in a shallow breath. After a moment, he touched my cheek. "Such naked pain," he whispered. I turned my face into his palm and closed my eyes. His fingers threaded into my hair, cupped my head, and brushed the brand. It heated at his touch. His hand tightened at the base of my skull and squeezed, and he raised me slowly to my tiptoes. I opened my eyes and it was my turn to inhale sharply. Not human. Oh, no, not this man. "Never show it to me again." His face was cold, hard, his voice colder.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Pain #Eye #Men

  • Truth hurts. But lies can kill.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Hurt #Lying #Deceit

  • You can’t look at someone with your eyes and take their measure. You have to look with the heart.
    -- Karen Marie Moning

    #Heart #Eye #Looks