Ed Harris Quotes

Sookie, what have we done? And to whom?" "I killed a chicken. And I cooked it." "Sookie, Sookie. My bullshit meter is reading that as a false." -Eric Northman, Sookie Stackhouse

Better to be screwed physically than financially.

The world seemed a bad and terrible place, all its denizens suspect, and I the lamb wandering through the valley of death with a bell around my neck.

It was like being around a particularly irritating two-year-old.

Life should imitate romance literature far more often.

The average woman would not be pondering how fast her date could kill her, but I’ll never be an average woman.

They say when one door shuts, another one opens. But they haven’t been living at my house. Most of the doors I open seem to have something scary crouched behind them, anyway.

Look, how come he showed up now? When you have other fairies in the woods? And does that sound crazy when you say it out loud, or what?

A dog – a collie – went up to Eric, looked up at his face, and growled. “Shoo,” Eric said, making an imperious gesture with his hand.

I was embarrased, horrified and absolutely ready to jump him!

Come on, lover, let's have a look," Eric said, giving me a quick kiss. He jumped off the back porch with me still attached to him—like a large barnacle

Softie was not a word you could use in the same sentence as Eric.

My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror. "It's me," said a familiar voice. ..."Eric, what are you doing here?" "Snuggling.

Sookie, it is not your blood I love. I love you. Your heart, your mind, your soul... you have brought light back into my life

It was time to pull my moral socks up and behave myself.

Food that walked and talked, that was us. McPeople.

This letter is written on the skin of one of the water sprites who drowned your parents.' 'Ick!' I cried, and dropped the letter on the kitchen table.

A year ago,' I said, 'you wouldn’t have asked this of me.' 'A year ago,' he answered, 'you wouldn’t have hesitated to drink.' I crossed to the desk and tossed it down.

I'd been blindsided with the most painful knowledge: the first man to ever say he loved me had never loved me at all. His passion had been artificial. His pursuit of me had been choreographed.

Sookie," Eric said. I didn't think he'd heard a word. "Yield to me." Well, that was pretty direct.

Coffe is the perfume of morning.

But men are less used to the idea of being raped than women are, and it strikes them with a fresh horror. With women, that horror comes right along with the female genitals.

I gripped the stapler even harder and felt like a fool planning to battle a crazy man with a stapler that even, I suddenly remembered, contained no staples. Well, strike that line of defense.

Sookie: Is Eric around?" Pam: "He is enthralling the vermin.

i was momentarily sidetracked by the vision of Eric herding a cow into a trailer and driving it to the shoulder of the the interstate and shooing it into the trees.

I really, really wanted to lose awareness of the here and now. The best way for me to do that was bury myself in a book.

Of course I am grateful, and I'm sure you are, as you put it, a special vintage," Bill said politely, "But I have my own wine cellar.

Anyone got X-ray visión?I asked, trying to smile. Where is Superman when you need him?

No blame, no hate - why no communication?

I could add her to the long list of people I didn't understand.

And you are mine, and you will be mine. They will not get you. - Eric from Dead and Gone

I realized that I was really tired of people popping on and off of my property like it was a train station on the supernatural railroad.

He picked some unwise words. Saying, “I’ll enjoy killing you for my lord”, is just not the way to make my acquaintance.

This was an unpleasant trend. I didn’t want a lot of guys popping in and out of my bedroom. I wanted one who would stay.

The security light made me feel safe, though I knew that was an illusion. If there's light, you can just see what's coming for you a little more clearly.

The vampire is not a bad man, and he loves you

You were so sweet when you didn't know who you were.

If I was getting harder, it was in response to the world around me.

May I search it?" she asked. "We screen for weapons." I stared at her, always a risky thing to do to a vampire. "Of course not. I have no weapons.

i hate not knowing what i did." _Eric

Hey, our hair's the same color," I said, eying us side by side in the mirror. "Sure is, girlfriend." Eric grinned at me.

Vampires should never say Uh-Oh!!

As the water pounded on my back, I reflected that I must be pretty simple. It didn't take much to make me happy. A long night with a dead guy had done the trick.

I don't like having feelings," Eric said coldly, and he left. That was a tough exit line to top.

I felt like a car that had only been operated by one driver… a car its new prospective buyer was determined to take to the Daytona 500.

He gave me a look sure to put frost on anyone's pumpkin.

Finally, a human man saw me as intensely valuable. Just my luck he was happily married and thought I was a freak.

I am a woman, hear me roar," I said. Gosh, what prompted that?" Amelia asked, and I jumped

This must be the legendary Yankee rudeness

all my bounce has gone flat, like soda with the top left off.