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Fire isn’t good or bad. It just burns.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Burns
Fire
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Sometimes I worry that there’s not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that I’m a hard drive with limited gigabytes and one day I won’t be able to maintain the firewall between them. I wonder if that’s what senility is.
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He wasn't just masculine and sexual, he was carnal in a set-your-teeth-on-edge kind of way he was almost frightning.
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He was still frowning at the cake, looking at it as if he expected it to sprout dozens of legs and begin scuttling toward him, thin-lipped, teeth bared.
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She's too young. Too innocent. Too human. For what I'm becoming.
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I can smell you, Ms. Lane, he said, even more softly. The only blood on you is from your veins, not your womb. My head whipped to the left and I stared at him. Ok, that was one of the more disturbing things he'd ever said to me.
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I have your word?” “You trust my word?” “You’re an idealistic fool. Of course.
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One day you will kiss a man you can't breathe without, and find that breath is of little consequence.
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I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves.
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I'd gazed into the abyss and the abyss had gazed back, just like Daddy always said it would: You want to know about life, Mac? It's simple. Keep watching rainbows, baby. Keep looking at the sky. You find what you look for. If you go hunting good in the world, you'll find it. If you go hunting evil . . . well, don't.
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Life is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. How could nobody tell me there’d be days like these? How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?
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Dude, got eyes? I'm collecting evidence. [...] In Ziploc bags. I think they're Glad. They look impartial to me.
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The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul. Chloe
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When you know who I am. Let me be your man.
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Is anyone who's supposed to be dead actually dead?
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What is trust, sidhe-seer, but expectation that another will behave in a certain fashion, consistent with prior actions?
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My philosophy is pretty simple – any day nobody’s trying to kill me is a good day in my book.
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How do you kill a vampire?-Mac Hope hes not-Barrons
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I began peering into the corners of the room, making sure all the shadows were cast by objects and obeying known laws of physics.
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Hope is a critical thing. Whithout it, we are nothing. Hope shapes will. The will shapes the world.
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You mean you have to be epic already, for it to make you more epic?
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