I wasn't crying, my eyes were running. My eyes were running because there were pieces of zombies all over my toys. Jesus.

I’d learned a long time ago that you can’t prove a negative. You can prove that you did something, but it’s the devil to prove you didn’t do something.

The true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs." You have to love Anita Blake.

When you dance with the devil, it might as well be a devil who can give you your own corner of hell to rule.

A vampire victim. I'd never seen a lone kill. They were like potato chips; once a vamp tasted them, he couldn't stop at just one.

You either mellow at 30, or your head explodes - take your choice.

Marry Gentry Swallowing Darkness (Laurell K. Hamilton):Pick any fairy tale that’s based on older stories, and the heroine of the piece has a miserable, dangerous, nightmarish time of it.