Kim Harrison Quotes

Just tape my ass shut and let me fart out my mouth.

Ku’Sox was indeed a demon. In. The. Sun. I needed answers, but I wanted them from Al, not…Cute Socks here.

Let my office know when you change your mind, he said, then headed for the door, jerking to a stop when Ivy didn't get out of his way. Let us know when cherry lollypops come out your ass, Jenks said,

Life was going on, and no one but a handful of people cared if I lived or died.

My office is trashed, he grumped as he squished across his damp carpet and took the coffee that I was holding out to him. Why are you smiling? My fish are dead.

Nil tam difficile est quin quaerendo investigari possit.

No, you just keep crashing my life. Look— I said, and Al grunted.Here it comes, the demon muttered. Listen. Listen to this, runt. She's going to have a list.

Numb, I took the perfectly browned puff. Okay. Let me see if I have this right. Al provokes me into defending myself. I nearly kill him. Then Newt tries to kill me, thinking I'm Ku'Sox. Al stops her,...

Oh yeah. A cookie. That would make everything better. Dunked in a shot of tequila, maybe? Or better yet, just the bottle? Yeah, that ought to do it.

Oh yeah. We were all having fun now.

Oh, my God, when Ivy got it wrong, she really got it wrong. I didn’t need a boyfriend. I had all the drama I could stand right here.

Okay, Glenn said as he stood. We need to get this back to the . . . ah, forensics lab. I want to know how long the body was stressed before she died.An hour. That’s all. Perhaps less. We all looked at...

One person can't hold anything, but two can have the world...

Piscary killed people, but he didn’t have the concept of pity or remorse. It would be like telling a shark he was a bad fish and to stop eating people. But Trent? He knew he was doing wrong, and he di...

Quen's gaze went to Ivy and Jenks.Peeved, I crossed my legs and shook my head. We're a team. I'm not asking them to leave so you can tell me of whatever piss-poor problem you've landed yourself in.The...

Rachel Morgan, private runner for hire. All rights earnestly upheld. All wrongs sincerely avenged.

Rachel, you take her, my mother said, clearly uncomfortable. She might like you. No. Mom, no! I protested, but it was my mother we were talking about, and it was either take the baby or have her hit t...

Rachel? came Ivy’s voice from her room. Where’s my sword? In the foyer where you left it last week when the evangelists were canvassing the neighborhood

Revenge is a tricky beast. Her claws face both ways. I don’t mind a few more scars. They’ll be unnoticed among the rest.

Say what? Jenks blurted out. You think those moss wipes are coming back? I wish, I muttered. I’ve got some serious hurt with their name on it.