"When I glanced at the chair, it started to shake. I’d like to think it was scared of me, but I rarely invoked that response in living things, let alone inanimate objects. "
— Kelley Armstrong (Stolen)

""I'm rubber and you're glue," I told Satan, " and everything that bounces of me sticks to you.""
— MaryJanice Davidson

"Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometimes four inches will do the job, but to be really sure, I like to have six."
— Laurell K. Hamilton (Narcissus in Chains)

"If I let you get killed, the other body guards will make fun of me."
— Laurell K. Hamilton

"I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine."
— Laurell K. Hamilton

""What did they think I was going to do, steal a body? If I wanted to, I could empty the damn place and get every corpse to play follow the leader. Perhaps that was why I needed watching. Perhaps." --Anita Blake"
— Laurell K. Hamilton

"Paranoid? Probably. But just because you're paranoid doesn't mean there isn't an invisible demon about to eat your face."
— Jim Butcher (Storm Front)

"An errand is getting a tank of gas or picking up a carton of milk or something. It is not getting chased by flying purple pyromaniac gorillas hurling incendiary poo!"
— Jim Butcher (Blood Rites)

"Of course Evil's afoot. If it had switched to the metric system it'd be up to a meter by now. "
— Jim Butcher

"It's all right to be afraid. You just don't let it stop you from doing your job."
— Jim Butcher (Fool Moon)

"We've both got into the blue beetle. He got into the red door, I got into the white one."
— Jim Butcher (Grave Peril)