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“Kisten's eyes went distant, falling from mine as he gently pulled my arms into a less aggressive posture. "Most people," he said, "are desperate to be needed. And if they don't feel good about themselves or think they're undeserving of love, some will fasten upon the worst possible way to satisfy that need to punish themselves. They're the addicts, the shadows both claimed and unclaimed, passed like the fawning sheep they make themselves into as they search for a glimmer of worth, knowing it's false even as they beg for it. Yes, it is ugly. And yes, we take advantage of those who let us. But which is worse, taking from someone who wants you to, knowing in your soul that you're a monster, or taking from an unwilling person and proving it?”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Trent gave me a weary look. “Always seeing the best in a person, Ms. Morgan?â€�
“Yeah. Except with you.â€� ”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“His eyes went past us to his kids as they descended upon the mouse, who had finally made a dash for the living room and found itself in its own personal hell.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Ivy rose to rinse the carafe. She leaned close to me, running the water to blur her words as she muttered, "What's wrong with her? She's crying over her tea.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“It had made me strong, but it had left me flawed.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Was I a fool to trust, or a wiser person finding the capacity to forgive?”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“The only thing between your head and my foot becoming real close and personal right now is my questionable professionalism.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love, that trust.â€� His faultless blue eyes never blinked, and I held my breath. “It can be beautiful, Rachel, when there is trust and love. No one is bound. No one loses his or her will. No one becomes less. Both become more than they can be alone. But it is so rare, so beautiful when it happens.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Most people,â€� he said, “are desperate to be needed. And if they don’t feel good about themselves or think they’re undeserving of love, some will fasten upon the worst possible way to satisfy that need to punish themselves. They’re the addicts, the shadows both claimed and unclaimed, passed like the fawning sheep they make themselves into as they search for a glimmer of worth, knowing it’s false even as they beg for it. Yes,”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Mistakes can be fixed, but if you do it more than once, it’s no longer a mistake.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“He vivido toda mi vida con personas más fuertes que yo. Me gusta y no me da vergüenza ser el más débil. Jamás podré invocar un hechizo y me importa una mierda que tú sepas hacer algo que yo noâ€�”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Oh yeah. A cookie. That would make everything better. Dunked in a shot of tequila, maybe? Or better yet, just the bottle? Yeah, that ought to do it.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Most people,â€� he said, “are desperate to be needed. And if they don’t feel good about themselves or think they’re undeserving of love, some will fasten upon the worst possible way to satisfy that need to punish themselves. They’re the addicts, the shadows both claimed and unclaimed, passed like the fawning sheep they make themselves into as they search for a glimmer of worth, knowing it’s false even as they beg for it.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Sheep are treated like sheep, users are used, and those who deserve more receive everything.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“What in Tink’s knickers do you think you’re doing!”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“He cupped my jaw with his hand. It was warm, and I didn't pull away. "And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love, that trust." His faultless blue eyes never blinked, and I held my breath. "It can be beautiful, Rachel, when there is trust and love. No one is bound. No one loses his or her will. No one becomes less. Both become more than they can be alone. But it is so rare, so beautiful when it happens.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“And then there are those who relish the power they have over us." Kisten's lips thinned from a past anger, and he dropped his hands from me. "The clever ones who know that our need to be accepted and trusted runs so deep it can be crippling. Those who play upon that, knowing we will do almost anything for that invitation to take the blood we desperately crave. The ones who exalt in the hidden domination a lover can exert, feeling it elevates them to an almost godlike status. Those are the ones who want to be us, thinking it will make them powerful. And we use them, too, casting them aside with less regret than the sheep unless we grow to hate them, upon which we make them one of us in cruel restitution.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Setting my spiced cider down, I put my elbows on my knees and sighed. I loved the solstice, and not just for the food and parties. Cincinnati dropped all of its lights from midnight until sunrise, and it was the only time I ever saw the night sky as it was supposed to be. Anyone thieving during the blackout was dealt with hard, curtailing any problems.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“I swallowed and pushed my plate away. There were no more strawberries, and I was full. “Have you heard it?â€� I asked, settling back in my chair with my coffee. “I’ve heard it.â€� Leaving a shallow wedge of waffle uneaten, Trent set his fork down and pushed it symbolically away. His hands went to his tea and he leaned back in his chair. I went to take a sip of coffee, freezing as I realized Trent had mirrored both my posture and my motion. Oh, crap. He likes me. Mirroring motions was classic in the body language of attraction.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“I’ll always be here,â€� he said softly. “You can never fill my need, never drive me away, no matter how much you give me. The good or the bad. I’ll always be hungry for emotion, always and forever, and I can feel you hurting. I can turn it to joy. If you’ll let me.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Sir,â€� he said calmly, “that was the worst line I’ve ever heard, not only insulting but showing a severe lack of forethought. You’re obviously bothering the young woman. You should leave before she does permanent damage to you.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“It pulled emotion from me I wasn’t aware I could feel. A deep painful regret. Unrequited need.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“They all leave. They get what they want, and they leave.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“when there is trust and love. No one is bound. No one loses his or her will. No one becomes less. Both become more than they can be alone. But it is so rare, so beautiful when it happens.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“That he was being forthright meant more to me than his ugly past.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Hysterics won’t help.â€� “Don’t tell me what to do!â€� I exclaimed, my knees starting to shake. “I think best when I’m having hysterics. Just shut up and let me have them!”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“gourmet honey made from Japanese cherry blossoms.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“I wanted that feeling back—even if it was a lie. Just for a night, so I wouldn’t forget how it felt until I found it again.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space. My life was so screwed up.”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead

“Join us next time for Days of the Undead when Rachel learns her long lost brother is really a crown prince from outer space. My life was so”
― Kim Harrison, Every Which Way But Dead