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  • #1
    Rachel Caine
    “Claire stretched out against the wall and kissed it. "Glad to see you, too," she whispered, and pressed her cheek against the smooth surface. It almost felt like it hugged her back.
    "Dude, it's a house," Shane said from behind her. "Hug somebody who cares.”
    Rachel Caine, Lord of Misrule

  • #2
    Rachel Caine
    “Eve: She told me last!
    Shane: Boyfriend!
    Michael: Landlord!
    Eve: Crap. Right. Next time you sell your soul to the devil, I get first contact!”
    Rachel Caine, Midnight Alley

  • #3
    Rachel Caine
    “What about Myrnin?'
    Eve swallowed, almost choked, and Michael patted her kindly on the back. She beamed at him. 'Myrnin? Oh yeah. He did a Batman and took off into the night. What is with that guy, Claire? If he was a superhero, he'd be Bipolar Man.”
    Rachel Caine, Lord of Misrule

  • #4
    Rachel Caine
    “Okay, this was kissing. Serious kissing. Not just a kiss before moving out, not a good-bye, this was Hello, sexy, and wow, she’d never even suspected that it could feel this way.”
    Rachel Caine, Glass Houses

  • #5
    Rachel Caine
    “Claire. Wake up.” She blinked and realized that her head was on Shane’s shoulder, and Michael was nowhere to be seen. Her first thought was, Oh my God, am I drooling? Her second was that she hadn’t realized she was so close to him, snuggled in. Her third was that although Michael’s part of the couch was empty, Shane hadn’t moved away. And he was watching her with warm, friendly eyes. Oh. Oh, wow, that was nice.”
    Rachel Caine, Glass Houses

  • #6
    Rachel Caine
    “That's it? That's your big goodbye?" Eve asked.
    Claire looked at Eve mystified. "I think I need guy CliffNotes."
    "Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffNotes."
    "What were you waiting for, flowery poetry?" Shane snorted. "I hugged. I'm done.”
    Rachel Caine, Lord of Misrule

  • #7
    Rachel Caine
    “As she turned to concentrate on the portal, Eve tugged on Claire's shirt. "What?"
    "Ask him where he got the boots."
    "You ask." Personally, Claire wanted the vampire bunny slippers.”
    Rachel Caine, Fade Out

  • #8
    Rachel Caine
    “Where's your sense of adventure?"
    "Off on a beach somewhere with your sanity?”
    Rachel Caine, Midnight Alley

  • #9
    Rachel Caine
    “Am I not ninja enough? Are you saying that I lack ninja?”
    Rachel Caine, Bite Club

  • #10
    Rachel Caine
    “She came awake, stomach rumbling, and opened her eyes to see a plate being held right under her nose.
    When she reached for it, Shane snatched it back. 'Nuh-uh. Mine.'
    'Share!' she demanded.
    'Man, you are one grabby girlfriend.'
    She grinned. It always made her feel so fiercly warm inside to hear him say that- the girlfriend part, not the grabby part.
    'If you love me, you'll give me a taco.'
    'Seriously? That's all you got? What about you'll do sexy, illegal things to me for a taco?'
    'Not for a taco,' she said. 'I'm not cheap.'
    'They're brisket tacos.'
    'Now you're talking.”
    Rachel Caine, Ghost Town

  • #11
    Rachel Caine
    “Welcome to Morganville.You'll never want to leave.And even if you do...well, you can't. Sorry about that.”
    Rachel Caine

  • #12
    Rachel Caine
    “I just—we were talking, and we fell asleep. I swear, we didn’t, um—’’
    ‘‘Yeah, you’d better not have ummed.”
    Rachel Caine, Feast of Fools

  • #13
    Rachel Caine
    “He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said,
    "Let me take a look at him. Shane?"
    "I'm not dropping my pants," Shane said. "I just thought I'd say that up front.”
    Rachel Caine, Ghost Town

  • #14
    Rachel Caine
    “Yeah, I get it; you're a vampire," she said. "Creepy. And okay, a little hot, I admit."
    "You don't mean that."
    "Come on. I still like you, you know, even if you... crave plasma."
    Michael blinked and looked at her as if he had never seen her before.
    "You what?"
    "Like. You." Eve enunciated slowly, as if Michael might not know the words. "Idiot. I always have. What, you didn't know?" Eve sounded cool and grown-up about it, but Claire saw the hectic color in her cheeks, under the makeup.
    "How clueless are you? Does it come with the fangs?"
    "I guess I... I just thought... Hell. I just didn't think... You're kind of intimidating, you know."
    "I'm intimidating? Me? I run like a rabbit from trouble, mostly," Eve said.
    "It's all show and makeup. You're the one who's intimidating. I mean, come on. All that talent, and you look... Well, you know how you look."
    " How do I look?" He sounded fascinated now, and he'd actually moved a little closer to Eve on the couch.
    She laughed. "Oh come on. You're a total model-babe."
    "You're kidding."
    "You don't think you are?"
    He shook his head.
    "Then you're kind of an idiot, Glass. Smart, but and idiot." Eve crossed her arms.
    “So? What exactly do you think about me, except that I’m intimidating?”

    “I think you’re…you’re…ah, interesting?” Michael was amazingly bad at this, Claire thought, but then he saved it by looking away and continuing. “I think you’re beautiful. And really, really strange.”

    Eve smiled and looked down, and that looked like a real blush, under the rice powder. “Thanks for that, “ she said, “I never thought you knew I existed, or if you did, that you thought I was anything but Shane’s bratty freak friend.”
    “Well, to be fair, you are Shane’s bratty freak friend.”
    “Hey!”
    “You can be bratty and beautiful,” Michael said. “I think it’s interesting.”
    Rachel Caine, Ghost Town

  • #15
    Rachel Caine
    “What’s her name? Claire, what’s her name?”
    Rachel Caine, Black Dawn

  • #16
    Rachel Caine
    “As he was bringing his hands up her sides, his fingers just barely brushed the outer curve of her breasts, and she gasped into his mouth.
    Shane immediately sat her upright, and moved to the other end of the couch. His face was flushed; his eyes were bright and no longer looked even a little bit tired. “No,’” he said, and held out his hand like a traffic cop when she tried to scoot closer. “Red flag. If you make that sound again, we are in trouble. Or I am, anyway.”
    Rachel Caine, The Dead Girls' Dance

  • #17
    Oscar Wilde
    “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #18
    Albert Einstein
    “Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I'm not sure about the universe.”
    Albert Einstein

  • #19
    Jane Austen
    “A girl likes to be crossed a little in love now and then.
    It is something to think of”
    Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice

  • #20
    Alain de Botton
    “The moment we cry in a film is not when things are sad but when they turn out to be more beautiful than we expected them to be.”
    Alain de Botton

  • #21
    Alain de Botton
    “Every fall into love involves the triumph of hope over self-knowledge. We fall in love hoping we won't find in another what we know is in ourselves, all the cowardice, weakness, laziness, dishonesty, compromise, and stupidity. We throw a cordon of love around the chosen one and decide that everything within it will somehow be free of our faults. We locate inside another a perfection that eludes us within ourselves, and through our union with the beloved hope to maintain (against the evidence of all self-knowledge) a precarious faith in our species.”
    Alain de Botton, On Love

  • #22
    Alain de Botton
    “You normally have to be bashed about a bit by life to see the point of daffodils, sunsets and uneventful nice days.”
    Alain de Botton

  • #23
    Alain de Botton
    “Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.”
    Alain de Botton
    tags: love

  • #24
    Maya Angelou
    “We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #25
    Maya Angelou
    “You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #26
    Maya Angelou
    “Any book that helps a child to form a habit of reading, to make reading one of his deep and continuing needs, is good for him.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #27
    Maya Angelou
    “Most people don't grow up. Most people age. They find parking spaces, honor their credit cards, get married, have children, and call that maturity. What that is, is aging.”
    Maya Angelou

  • #28
    Maggie Osborne
    “I've always known what you were thinking. You're squeezing that
    marble in your pocket and you're thinking your cattle wouldn't be at risk if it
    weren't for Louise. And maybe you're right. But take a hard look, son. When
    you see that woman working up a sweat pitching hay like a hired hand …
    you're looking at character.
    "And if we ever have another family dinner that goes like the last one did,
    you pay attention. I have an idea that your Louise doesn't sit still for too
    many insults, and I imagine she could cut someone down to size in about
    three sentences if she wanted to. But she sat silent while Philadelphia
    ridiculed and belittled her. Louise did this out of respect for you and this
    family. That is also character.
    "Maybe you really believe Wally is living your life. If so, then you haven't
    been honest with yourself. And you haven't taken a good hard look at the
    life you have. Mark my words, Max. Someday you're going to hold that
    marble, and it won't be a symbol of all you lost. That marble will be the gold
    you went to Piney Creek to find. It will be the most precious thing you own.
    I say this because I didn't raise any stupid sons.”
    Maggie Osborne, Silver Lining

  • #29
    Maggie Osborne
    “If I fall down the stairs,” she added in a low dry voice, “and end up sprawled at the bottom in front of all those swells, I’m going to pretend that I’m dead. You tell someone to haul me off to the nearest boardinghouse, then go have your supper.”
    Maggie Osborne, Silver Lining: A Novel

  • #30
    Maggie Osborne
    “A man could shoot a squirrel out of a tree from a distance of sixty feet. But he couldn't vomit into a bucket or pee into a pot only two feet away. It was one of the great mysteries of life.”
    Maggie Osborne



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