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My writing style is very sensual, as in sensory detail

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Laurell K. Hamilton
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: February 19
Novelist
Writer
Heber Springs
Arkansas
Laurell Kaye Hamilton
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I`m not a morning person.
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He didn't look the least bit tired. A morning person, even after no sleep at all. It was disgusting.
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Just what I needed—a necromancer with an attitude. Oh, wait, I was a necromancer with an attitude.
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Giving up something that no longer serves a purpose, or protects you, or helps you, isn’t giving up at all, it’s growing up.
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Chastity works better if you don't keep testing it.
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The best lies are always at least partially true.
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Goddess” he said. Her voice floated to us. Yes, Child.” Will I see you again?” Just her voice now, young and old at the same time. “In the face of every woman you meet
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Why was so much evil pleasant, pretty on the outside, like poisoned candy?
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Sometimes it's not the optimist you need, but another pessimist to walk beside you.
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Every religion has demons.... Nothing like a real, live demon to give you some of that old-time religion.
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Silk didn't care if it slid over scars or smooth, untouched skin. I'd earned my right to be paranoid.
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Never look back something is always gaining on you.
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Oh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.
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Fear will bind you closer than love, or hate, and it works a hell of a lot quicker.
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When I was younger, I'd wanted someone to promise me that things would work out and nothing bad would ever happen again. But I understood now that that was a child's wish. No one could promise that. No one. The grown-ups could try, but they couldn't promise, not and mean it.
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Neal stood, kicking free of the clinging curtain. I'll kill you. I drew the firestar and pointed it at him. I don't think so. She is pack now, Sylvie said. You fight one of us, and you fight all of us. Edward raised his eyebrows at me. What is going on, Anita? I think I've been adopted, I said.
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When God ignores you, the devil starts looking good.
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Love is never free ... It is the most expensive emotion we have.
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His eyes widened just a bit, his lips flexed. I realized he was trying not to laugh. I hate it when people find my threats amusing.
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Jason patted me on the back. “Tomorrow night we'll take you out chasing deer.” “I thought you'd chase cars,” I said. He grinned. “What fun is that? Cars don't bleed.
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