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Who would ever understand me?
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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I am going to love you now, slow and sweet, but when you come, I'm going to f*** you the way I need to. The way I've been dreaming about since the moment I saw you.
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I love books, they're in my blood.
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Good and evil are merely opposite sides of a coin. Get tossed in the air enough, it's easy to come down on the wrong side.
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You believe in God? Dude. Only God could have created physics.
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You and I more than anyone else in the universe are perfect for each other.
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He made a lousy passenger, barking instructions I ignored
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Yesterday was a memory. Tomorrow was a hope. Today was another day to live and do one's best to love
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You, Ms. Lane, are a menace to others! A walking, talking catastrophe in pink!
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This isn't what I wanted. This isn't what I would have chosen. You must know that. It's important you know that.
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Holy borrowing bibliophile, let's book!
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When you know who I am. Let me be your man.
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people were just out of control! . . . They've all got cell phones stuck to their ears and yet I've never seen such distance between people trying so hard to be close.
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When Darroc returns, I know by the look in his eyes that I've chosen well. He thinks I picked black and red for him, the colors of his guard, the colors he has told me he selected for his future court. I chose black and red for the tattoos on Barrons' body. Tonight I wear my promise to him that I will make things right.
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Lust is a thing of the blood. Doesn't need head or heart.
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Dude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does job applications anymore?” “I do.” I squint at it, then him. “What are you paying me?” I angle. “Dude. Post-apocalyptic world. Who does money anymore.” I snicker. First sign of any sense of humor he’s shown. Then I remember where I am and why. I wad it up and throw it at him. It bounces off his chest.
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How does it feel, MacKayla? You have a piece of me in your mouth. Would you like another?
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Oh, for heaven's sake, she thought with droll exasperation, this certainly explains a lot. It's no wonder I haven't been able to keep my hands off the blasted man since the day I met him. He's an artifact! A Celtic one at that!
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There was pain, but there was also joy. It was in the tension between the two that life happened. Imperfect as it was, this world was real. Illusion was no substitute. I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies.
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