Richelle Mead Quotes

I steeled myself for the next response. I knew it was going to be one of the Zen life lessons. [...] Instead he kissed me.

I'm sure. But it doesn't work with me. for one thing, you won't look me in the eye. As for the other...I don't know. I can just tell.

Fine" I said icily. "I'll do this. but i want it noted that I'm doing this against my will." "I think we already figured that out, Miss Hathaway.

Unbelievable," I said. "First you wanted to hide her away to keep you alive. Now you actually want her out in the world to use her compulsion for your own psycho plans.

You, know I'm the Queen's favorite great nephew, Well, yeah I'm her only great nephew, but that's not important, I'd still be her favorite.

Rose? Is that you?" I peered behind him. Lissa. "What are you doing here?" "What are you doing here?" She asked "Ladies, ladies" he said teasingly. "No need to fight over me." I glared. "We're not.

Call me crazy for asking this, but, um, are Lissa and I going with you?" "No" "No?" "No.

Not into older guys, huh?" asked Adrian once we were alone. "You're imagining things," I said. "Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind.

It’s okay. Everything’s going to be okay. You can let go of the sword." "I can’t. I can’t leave him alone. I have to protect him." "You have.

You got some cheap foreign labor to protect Lissa?

Can't you ever get off for good behavior?" "Sure, if I was ever good.

I think Adrian really likes you. Like, in a wanting-to-be-serious way." "Nope. He likes me in a wanting-to-get-the-clothes-off-the-cute-dhampir way.

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I unfolded the note, and it took me a few seconds to decipher Adrian’s writing. If he did write me a dating proposal, I really hoped he would type it.

You forgot another lesson: Never turn your back until you know your enemy is dead. Looks like we’ll have to go over the lesson again the next time I see you—which will be soon. Love, D.

You kill me, Rose," he said melodramatically. "Every day is agony without you. Empty. Alone. I pine for you, wondering if you're even still alive.

Gaining superpowers doesn't mean you know how to use them.

It turns out Dimitri had a friend, who had a friend, and despite the best security in the Moroi world, we managed to get into the Court's prison facilities.

Maybe you don't need beauty sleep, but some of us aren't so lucky.

Even Christian—the poster child for "smartass"—looked grim.

Isaiah rolled his eyes. "Good God. What a noble lot. You're all Spartacus, aren't you?

What's that?" he asked, when I stood beside him again. "Halos," I said with a grin. "For heavenly creatures like us." "That might be a stretch.

We can't stop living because other people are dead.

There's a reason they say,"Pride goeth before a fall.

Those who have to ask if faith is true are opening up a discussion they may not be ready for.

And after a while...I mean how do you choose? Who gets to live? Part of life is that...well, some people have to die.

Can you ever get off for good behavior?" he joked. I gave him what I hoped was a seductive smile as I found my seat. "Sure," I called over my shoulder. "If I was ever good.

Taking a deep breathe, I made one of the hardest decisions of my life. I walked away.

You understand your responsibilities better than guardians twice your age. You'll do what you have to do to succeed.

I didn't think my day could get any worse until my best friend told me she might be going crazy. Again.

I couldn't stop staring at the cave, back where Dimitri was, back where half of my soul was.

We?" I asked. Of course. I'm not leaving you alone on this, no matter what. You know I'd never abandon you.

That's pretty weird—and when I say something's weird, you know it's serious.

You aren't afraid of throwing yourself in the path of danger, but you're terrified of letting anyone in.

But I did die once. (I don't recommend it.)

Immortals are, by definition, immortal. End of story.

Is he... is Dimitri a Strigoi?" Mason hesitated only a moment, like he was afraid to answer me, and then—he nodded. My heart shattered. My world shattered.

I didn't like having reasonable arguments thrown at me.

If I propose, you'll know it. For one thing, I'll be hyperventilating.

Okay," I said, clasping her hand. "I swear it. The next time I do something stupid that might get me killed, you can come along.

This is very domestic of you," he said. "It's kinda hot, really. Giving me all sorts of fantasies about you in an apron vacuuming my house.

Is it possible to specialize in more than one element?" She laughed and shook her head. "No. Too much power. No one could handle all that magic, not without losing her mind." Oh. Great.

Ooh. Top secret angel business, huh? What’re you going to do? Dance on a pinhead? Lobby for National Cute Puppy Day?

And you work for that demon, right? The one who looks like Matthew Broderick?” “John Cusack,” I corrected. “He looks like John Cusack.” “Whatever.

I disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. “Who’s Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?” “They won’t accept the charges,” I murmured.

At long last, she gasped out, "It’s Seth." "What happened?" I demanded. "Is he okay?" "He ended it." Her crying renewed. "He broke the engagement and told me it was over.

I’ve come to ask you where Seth is.” "Funny,” said Andrea. “We were going to ask you the same thing.” I was taken aback. “How would I know?” They both just stared. "I don’t!

In an undertone, I murmured, "This isn't over. I won't give up on you." "I've given up on you," he said back, voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.

What have you gotten me into?" I hissed at him. "Me? What have you gotten yourself into? Couldn't I have just picked you up at the police station for underage drinking, like most fathers?