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You were firing questions at me today, trying to get inside my head. You asked if I believe in God. I told you of course I do - I've always had a strong sense of self
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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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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All I need is a badly mangled, irate sentence stalking me.
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He goes for stark versus accessorized, dark over bright, jewel tone instead of pastel, carnal over flirty.
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Grief shared was grief lessened.
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The entire time I'm burning in Hell, I'll regret each tear I made you weep. But if Hell were the price for twenty days with you, I'd condemn myself again and again. - Cian MacKeltar
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You've been doing something bad since the moment you met me, lass.
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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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You're not falling for me, are you, Irish? -Adam to Gabrielle
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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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I'm sorry your pretty little world got all screwed up, but everybody's does, and you go on. It's how you go on that defines you.
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Mac: It's not the sidhe-seers. He stopped and went very still. JZB: Who is it? Mac: The MacKeltars. He was silent a long moment. Then he began to laugh, softly. JZB: Well played, Ms. Lane. Mac: I had a good teacher. JZB: The best. Hop on one foot, Ms. Lane. Mac and Barrons
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If he were any other man, I might have suspected him of substance abuse, of being coked up or something. But Barrons was too much a purist for that his drugs were money, power, and control
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Get back on the bike and tell me where to go. I'll tell you where to go, I muttered sourly, and he laughed.
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One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can’t breathe around it and you realize you don’t need air. Oxygen is trivial. Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset. To touch the one you love. To try again.
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Let's get something straight, MacKeltar. I am not going home with you. I am not going to bed with you, and I am not wasting one more moment arguing with you. I promise not to mock you when you change your mind, lass.
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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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Four: If you try to force yourself into my head, I will force myself into your pants.
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Gah, some chicks should be shot. Put out of everyone else's reproduction pool.
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