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Everything I needed was in my car, even the chickens

Laurell K. Hamilton

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Laurell K. Hamilton
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: February 19
Novelist
Writer
Heber Springs
Arkansas
Laurell Kaye Hamilton
Chickens
Car
Needed
Everything
Even

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Nothing helps you sleep at night so much as being absolutely certain that you're right, and everyone else is evil.
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A crowd is an elemental thing. A word, a glance, and a crowd becomes a mob.
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I, Anita Blake, scourge of the undead-the human with more vampire kills than any other vampire executioner in the country-was dating a vampire. It was poetically ironic.
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But if anything will turn me off, it's a very practiced approach, as if the man has done it a thousand times before, to a lot of different women. Which always seems to imply that I am no different from all the rest. Not flattering.
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You will never lose your nerve. Your life, probably, but never your nerve.
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Nicky looked down at me with a knowledge on his face that he was holding the monster in his arms. I'd have comforted him, but it would have been all lies.
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Love is not about owning someone, but about loving them.
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trust me, Anita, if you get dead, especially if he blames himself in any way, he will be a force of destruction looking for a place to be aimed. And he's blamed himself for introducing you to Olaf here from the get-go. If Olaf did to you what he's done to some of his other victims, Edward would drown the world in blood to erase those images.
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I'm not sure there are enough white roses in the world to make me forget Richard. I held up my hand before she could interrupt. But I'm not sure there are enough cozy afternoons in all eternity to make me forget Jean-Claude.
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Morals aren't just for when it's easy, Anita. They aren't morals if you throw them aside every time it's convenient.
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Readers respond to every genre intensely, if it's a genre that appeals to them. Again, who can say why anyone enjoys horror and dark fantasy? If I can't answer the question for myself, I wouldn't dream of trying to answer it for others
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Larry had brought me blue jeans, a red polo shirt, jogging socks, my white Nikes, an extra cross from my suitcase, the silver knives, the Firestar complete with inner pants holster, and the Browning and its shoulder holster. He'd forgotten a bra, but hey, except for that it was perfect.
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I always treated writing as a profession, never as a hobby. If you don't believe in yourself, no one else will.
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Edward's grief if you die will be a terrible thing. It will hurt him, a lot, and men like him never grieve alone. He will spread his grief all over us, not because we failed, but because it'll give him something to focus on so he doesn't have to feel the pain.
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I'm learning that you have to make time for what's important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.
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