H.Q. Frost Quotes

Why did you tell her I'm your boyfriend? Why doesn't she know about your real one? - Timmy He's English! And Mom...Mom hates foreigners! - Cat

God, Bones, you must have argued yourself blue in the face.

Bring me liquor, Bones, fast, to take my foot out of my mouth. Cat to Bones

Don't care for her tongue, do you? How strange. I find it one of my favorite parts. Bones to Gregor

Kitten, you need to make a decision. Either we stay here and behave or we leave now and I promise you”—his voice dipped lower and the words fell against my lips—“if we leave, I won’t behave.

So do you remember this place?" "Hard to forget." he snorted. "This is where you tried to kill me. You were so nervous, you kept blushing. Never had someone try to stake me who blushed so much.

I’m in, Cat. I’d never leave you. Especially when you’ve got death breathing down your neck.” “Very funny,” I retorted, since Bones was inches from my throat

Wouldn’t that make a charming epitaph? Here lies Cat. Killed not by fang, but Ferragamos.

Wrong way, Bones. The men's showers are in the opposite direction." I'll file that away with all the other information that doesn't pertain to me" was Bones' mocking reply.

Next to her, I felt like Carrot Top in drag. Cat re: Annette

Bones has always been smart," I muttered. "His intelligence was just camouflaged under a mountain of p**sy." Cat

The lustful glances thrown his way made me wish he wasn’t such a damned bowl of eye candy." - Cat re: Bones

Care to see your room?” -Bones Let me guess—it’s that smashed‐up car right over there." -Cat

Pardon me, but there’s someone on the phone who says they have a call for you.” There’s a call to tell me I have a call?” he asked with heavy skepticism.

You chose to come to Paris, of all places,” Mencheres replied. So what? Got something against the French?

I'd address his way of trying to discourage Ian later. After all, he could have come up with something other than saying I was a whiny, smelly, trumpet-snoring bad lay.

He looked at the box with interest. 'Well, well. Five speeds. Heat and massage. Deep, penetrating action. Sure this isn't yours?

I might look as average as the next person but I had a few secrets up my sleeves. And lots of knives of course.

Note to self: Don't get on Veritas's bad side. She holds a grudge for centuries.

He picked the wrong profession. Should've stayed a prostitute. He'd have made millions. - Cat

I'm great as bait! All the vampires want to eat me!

I was going to die, but I didn't have to grovel.

Licking Falls, Ohio, had its own set of standards. They were archaic at best.

So that makes him, like, your fang granddaddy.

It was official. I now wanted to murder a ghost, a notion I'd discarded as unlikely only twenty minutes before. (Cat)

All the rest of the world could only kill or devastate my mind and body. Bones alone held the power to demolish my soul.

Tell me, Kitten.” That deep, smooth voice brushed over me like a physical caress. “Shall I leave now, or wait until later?

The last thing that you need to fret about is my feeling emasculated, Kitten; but talk is cheap, so I'll be sure to show you later." ~Bones

Bones, what is everyone doing in here? Spade, cover up. Frigging vampires think everyone wants to see what they've got." ~Cat

Bones smiled. “Oh, grand. Going to make me beat the truth out of you? My favorite way to work.

Less bitching...more learning.

You know, in addition to your mind-reading abilities, I may have absorbed some sluttiness from your blood.

Well, I hope your hard self enjoys flogging the bishop tonight!

Let's go, Kitten, before you kill someone else. -Bones

I love your hands,' he sighed. 'You think I look like an angel? Well, Kitten, your hands are my heaven and your eyes are my home.'" (Bones)

Try not to think too often, you'll only hurt yourself

Catherine! Get out of my way. I need to have a word with that thing." Since she usually called Bones "filthy animal", I assumed "thing" meant Ian.

Between the money and the illegal merchandise, Bones was getting millions. No wonder he laughed at my salary. -Cat

Does no one think to warn people before they meet me?" Vlad muttered, shooting an irritable look at Mencheres.

Brave words in a room full of pulseless creatures. Spade gave Don a disgusted glance while Rodney just licked his lips. No doubt he was mentally salting and peppering Don.

Sneaky, manipulating, merciless bloodsucker . . ." A chuckle drifted up to me. "Pillow talk already? You'll have me hard before we're even back in our room.

I tried to tell you that it's not Spade in there." "You could have tried harder. I absolutely never needed to know that Ian was pierced down there.

A hysterical human? Who hadn't seen that before?

Killing your rival doesn’t guarantee happiness. Sometimes it ruins any chance you have of it instead. Memories of dead men hold far more power than the annoyances of living ones.

Lucifer’s hairy ball sack! You’ve become a morlock.

Have your boyfriend add therapy bills to my expense tab.

Gretchen shrugged. "After seeing how he acted when she almost died, I'm starting to get why she's with him." Then her voice hardened. "And really, Leila. That's twice now.

nobody could catch a vampire on a motorcycle.

All hail the dragon slayer!" (Bones)

I think Mount Everest is gorgeous, too, but that doesn’t mean I have any intention of trying to climb it