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.
Laurell K. HamiltonTrue love means you love the real person, not an ideal that you have in your head and superimpose over them. That's illusion and lies to me.
Laurell K. HamiltonI had been downright paranoid all afternoon, aware of everyone near me. By the time I went for the car, my neck and shoulders were knotted into one painful ache. The most frightening thing I'd seen all afternoon had been the prices on the designer clothing.
Laurell K. HamiltonI have no personal stake in these people, Jean-Claude, but they are people. Good, bad, or indifferent, they are alive, and no one has the right to just arbitrarily snuff them out.โ "So it is the sanctity of life you cling to?" I nodded. โThat and the fact that every human being is special. Every death is a loss of something precious and irreplaceable.
Laurell K. Hamilton