Charlaine Harris Quotes

Here’s to books, the cheapest vacation you can buy.

You know I love you more when you're cold and heartless.

And since I’m going to be in the neighborhood, you thought I might do as an escort? To an orgy?

You trust me?" Eric sounded surprised. "Yes." "That's . . . crazy, Sookie.

Should I just bite you, and end it all?", he whispered. "I would never have to think about you again. Thinking about you is an annoying habit and one I want to be rid of.

My gran had always told me that a woman--any woman worth her salt--could do whatever she had to.

Not a creature was stirring, not even an elf.

You catch more flies with honey than you do with vinegar.

They say there's no harm in daydreaming, but there is.

"I'm hoping that the more you see me, the more I'll grow on you." "Like a fungus?

Maybe she was being so hoity-toity because she didn't have her own fairy godmother.

Vampires. They wrote the book on possessive.

Sometimes you just have to regret things and move on.

Woo woo, secret vampire stuff!

It's probably a bad indicator of your lifestyle when you miss your ex-boyfriend because he's absolutely lethal.

You won't find a vampire in a Ford Fiesta

The sweetest part of being a couple is sharing your life with someone else. But my life, evidently, had not been good enough to share.

If it pleases you and you can write at all, it's gonna please somebody else.

All the pictures on the walls, they all white as lilies and smiling like alligators.

But there's a juicy artery in your groin," he said after a pause to regroup, his voice as slithery as a snake on a slide. "Don't you talk dirty," I told him. "I won't listen to that.

I thought about making biscuits, but there seemed to be more than enough calories on board.

Once again, I had that feeling of drowning when I hadn’t even known I was in the pool

I've often wished when I started a book I knew what was going to happen. I talked to writers who write 80-page outlines, and I'm just in awe of that.

We could go back to your house. I can stay with you always. We can know each others bodies in every way, night after night. I could love you. I could work, you would not be poor. I would help you.

Fiction just makes it all more interesting. Truth is so boring.

I certainly think we're going to see more and more graphic novels and more illustrated novels.

I hurt with you. I bled with you - not only because we're bonded but because of the love I have for you. -- Eric Northman

Self-pity is like chocolate; as you get older, you can only afford a little bit.

If I have to choose between you and me - I like me better.

Angelic Sookie, vision of love and beauty, I am prostrate that the wicked evil maenad violated your smooth and voluptuous body, in an attempt to deliver a message to me. -Eric

Could I tell them I was sorry their loved one was dead, when he’d tried to kill me? There was no rule of etiquette for this; even my grandmother would have been stymied.

Who wants a bag of bones?” he said, with absolute sincerity. “I don’t want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I’m bedding.

You are speaking of my future lover. Be more respectful.

My bullshit meter is reading that as 'false'.

I don't write the kind of 'happily ever after' that romance readers enjoy.

It wasn't enough to be kidnapped, I had to be insulted too.

Oh come on Pam, they're funny. They're like humans but miniature...tea cup humans!

Why was it librarians had such a prim image? With all the information available in books right there at their fingertips, librarians could be the best-informed people around. About anything.

I'm a middle-class former housewife who goes to my daughter's softball games.

I'd have to say no, people don't change, but they can learn to behave differently.

You just don't want a vampire pissed off at you.

Eric, what are you doing?" "Snuggling." "Get out of my bed!" -Sookie Stackhouse, Eric Northman

Jason's favorite person in the entire universe was Jason Stackhouse.

Life had sure been simpler when I hadn't dated.

It's hard not to respond when a master of the art of kissing is laying one on you.

I’d never seen anything like it. First a trial, then a few murders, then dancing. Life goes on. Or, in this case, death continues.

I am self-educated from genre books.

Then was ashamed of myself. I should be happy for what I'd been given. I hoped God hadn't noticed my lapse in appreciation.

A piece of happiness should never be taken as due.

So you want me to go to a human orgy, where I will not be welcome, and you want us to leave before I get to enjoy myself? ~Eric Northman