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“God Said: Let there be light!
I said: Say please.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever

“You must have had such a great childhood with a man like that for your father. (Delphine)
Yeah. All puppy dogs and rainbows and those weird furry people with padded coat hangers on their heads that look like space aliens on acid. (Jericho)
You mean the Teletubbies? (Berith)
The fact that you know what they're called, Berith, truly scares me. (Jericho)
As a demon of torture, it behooves me to know all things that are deeply annoying. You'd be amazed how many people in the modern age no longer fear zombies as much as Teletubbies. (Berith)
Not really. I'd rather battle a brain-eating zombie any day than hear them sing. (Jericho)”
― Sherrilyn Kenyon, Dream Warrior

“If he were any other man, I might have suspected him of substance abuse, of being coked up or something. But Barrons was too much a purist for that; his drugs were money, power, and control”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“You were patient all this time. I had to find myself first; I had to remember who I was and become the person I was meant to be. You have been there for me patiently while I searched for you, even when I didn't know I was looking for you, you were there.”
― Rachel Higginson, Fearless Magic

“Jericho? You're smiling." "I am?" He stroked her cheek again. Warm tingles coursed through her, and instinctively, she followed his touch a second time. His smile widened. "I must be happy." (...) "You're quite handsome when you're happy." Jericho trailed one finger under her chin. "I'll make a note of your preference.”
― Karen Witemeyer, A Tailor-Made Bride

“He forced my soul back into innocent belief, not by empty words or false promises but by consistent action that never failed. He was safe.”
― Rachel Higginson, Fearless Magic

“He studied me with his predator's gaze, assessing me from head to toe. I studied him back. He didn't just occupy space; he saturated it. The room had been full of books before, now it was full of him. About thirty, six foot two or three, he had dark hair, golden skin, and dark eyes. His features were strong, chiseled. I couldn't pinpoint his nationality any more than I could his accent; some kind of European crossed with Old World Mediterranean or maybe an ancestor with dark Gypsy blood. He wore an elegant, dark gray Italian suit, a crisp white shirt, and a muted patterned tie. He wasn't handsome. That was too calm a word. He was intensely masculine. He was sexual. He attracted. There was an omnipresent carnality about him, in his dark eyes, in his full mouth, in the way he stood. He was the kind of man I wouldn't flirt with in a million years.”
― Karen Marie Moning, Darkfever

“So that鈥檚 why vampires are so pissed off all the time? Because their junk鈥檚 gone rusty?”
― S.L.J. Shortt, Blood Heavy

“You broke the Madden brothers. I remember them, Joesph, and I remember what you did to them.”
― Holly Black, The Copper Gauntlet

“Jeg haver ofte recommenderet Friehed i at skrive, og anseet de publiqve Censurer som Baand og L忙nker for den L忙rde Verden. Jeg haver alleene holdet for, at Skrive-Friehed ikke burde tillades uden dem, der have naaet en moed Alder; og er jeg der udi bleven bestyrket, efterdi jeg paa nogen Tiid haver seet unge Personer, f酶rend de have faaet Ski忙g paa Hagen, at f酶re Pennen i de delicateste Materier saavel politiske som moralske. Det er om saadanne, som man b酶r sige med David:Lader dem blive i Jericho, indtil deres Ski忙gge voxe.”
― Ludvig Holberg, Epistler

“There is no hell worse than being apart from you.”
― Keri Lake, Nightshade

“Because oh my God, after all these years, I still felt something for him. My traitorous heart leapt against my chest, despite the fact it still carried a scar. All those old feelings rushed back and there we were again, except there we weren鈥檛. We were two different people, and I didn鈥檛 know who had changed for the better and who for the worse.”
― Dannika Dark, Five Weeks

“We鈥檙e not talking temporary, Charleigh. You鈥檙e mine, from now until eternity.”
― Rebecca Airies, Jericho's Claim

“Imagine what we could achieve if everyone were given a proper chance in life rather than being herded, controlled and patronised by the powers that be. Eventually all of the new voices on the internet will amount to a great shout that will bring down the walls of the Power Elite like the tired walls of old Jericho. Don鈥檛 let anyone crush your creativity. Don鈥檛 let anyone censor you. Don鈥檛 let anyone control you. Say No to the Abrahamists. You are not alone.”
― Adam Weishaupt, Is God Evil?