Abruptly, she knew that after this night she was never going to be the same again. Nothing was ever going to be the same. Oh, yes, the man could define himself as the dawning of an epoch if he wanted to. There was, quite simply, before Adam and after Adam.
Karen Marie MoningSometimes I worry that thereโs not enough room in my brain for both my dreams and reality that Iโm a hard drive with limited gigabytes and one day I wonโt be able to maintain the firewall between them. I wonder if thatโs what senility is.
Karen Marie MoningOn the lips of my enemy, my sisterโs lover, my loverโs killer, I taste the punishment I deserve. I taste oblivion.
Karen Marie MoningThere was no lifeboat here in these deep, killing waters, not even a lighthouse, marking the way back to shore with its soft amber promise. There was only the storm of Barrons and the one I seemed to be, and if there were dark shapes moving in the waters beneath my feet that I should probably take a good hard look at and possibly reconsider trying to swim here, I didnโt care.
Karen Marie Moning