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

“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye.”
― Jim Henson

“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.”
― Robert Frost

“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once how big and precious it is.”
― Maxim Gorky, The Lower Depths and Other Plays

“Well, that depends, I suppose. I heard someone once say that men dance the same way they have sex. So, if you want everyone here to think you're the kind of guy who just sits around and—"
He stood up. "Let's dance.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Blues

“Lucky Charms?” I asked.

“Magically delicious,” he explained. “Requisite for any sort of building project.”

I shook my head, still amazed at how he had managed to weasel his way over here. “This isn’t a date.”

He cut me a scandalized look. "Obviously. I’d bring Count Chocula for that.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Blues

“I hope I redeemed myself with the whole dancing-sex comparison.”

“I suppose there were a couple of notable similarities,” I observed, holding a straight face.

“A couple? What about attention to detail, heavy exertion, lots of sweat, and single-minded determinedness to get the job done and done well?”

“Mostly I was thinking you just don’t talk during sex.” Mean perhaps, but I couldn’t resist.

“Well, my mouth has better things to do.”

I swallowed, my own mouth dry. “Are we still talking about dancing?”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Blues

“This is insane," I said blankly. "I'm the instrument of an all-powerful primordial deity's wave of chaos and destruction."

"That's kind of extreme" said Dante jovially. "It's not like you work for Google or anything.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Dreams

“God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Shadows

“Wait,” he said. “That’s not a word.”

I looked down to where, in a moment of desperation, I’d played zixic on a triple-word-score space.

“Uh, sure it is.”

“What’s it mean?”

“It’s sort of like…quixotic, but with more…”

“Bullshit?”

I laughed out loud. I’d never heard him swear before.

“More zeal. Hence the z.”

“Uh-huh. Use it in a sentence.”

“Um…’You are a zixic writer.’“

“I don’t believe this.”

“That you’re zixic?”

“That you’re trying to cheat at Scrabble.” He leaned back against my couch, shaking his head. “I mean, I was ready to accept the whole evil thing, but this is kind of extreme.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus on Top

“Hey, big spender,” I said.

He looked appreciative but more amused than anything else. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a one dollar bill.

“Hugh,” I said. “Don’t insult me.”

With a sigh, he produced a five and tucked it underneath my bra strap.

“Hey, Seth,” Cody suddenly said.

I looked up and saw Seth standing in the doorway. A look of comic bemusement was on his face.

“Hey,” he said, studying me. “So…you’re paying for dinner?”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Dreams

“You used your power to toss one rock at me?" he exclaimed, an almost comic note of incredulity in his voice.
"On the contrary," I heard Dorian say pleasantly. "I didn't use magic for that. I just threw it.”
― Richelle Mead, Storm Born

“I want you to go back to Tucson and bring me the bottle of tequila I keep in my liquor cabinet. And don't scare Tim."

Volusian remained motionless in that way of his. "My mistress grows increasingly creative in her ways to torment me."

"I thought you'd appreciate it."

"Only in so much as it inspires me to equally creative means to rip you apart when I am able to break free of these bonds and finally destroy you."

"You see? There's a silver lining to everything. Now hurry up.”
― Richelle Mead, Thorn Queen

“I had a few other things on my mind. Like if it was going to rain every time I got aroused. That was not cool. I guessed I could handle it so long as it rained other times as well. I didn’t want the connection to be so obvious. Hey, it’s raining! The queen must have gotten laid. Ooh…is that hail? Must have been into some kinky shit today.”
― Richelle Mead, Thorn Queen

“If I propose, you'll know it. For one thing, I'll be hyperventilating.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Dreams

“Ooh. Top secret angel business, huh? What’re you going to do? Dance on a pinhead? Lobby for National Cute Puppy Day?”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Dreams

“I looked around at us all: me in my nightgown, Kiyo bare-chested, Dorian in his extravagant robes, and Tim in his Native getup. God, I muttered, standing up, we all look like the village people.”
― Richelle Mead, Storm Born

“I disconnected as a sleepy Seth stepped out of the bedroom. “Who’s Dante? Was that a collect call to the Inferno?”

“They won’t accept the charges,” I murmured.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Dreams

“Since I’m presuming you don’t mean you finally bought him a leash, let me say simply that there is a big difference between allowing an animal to ravage you and allowing yourself to be ravaged. One is common. The other is art. It is planned. Crafted, even. Only capable of being done by a master.”
― Richelle Mead, Thorn Queen

“But it's not the name I'd give to a conqueror of worlds... I would've gone with Thundro or Ragnor. I might just call him Thundro anyway.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Heir

“He stepped forward and punched Dorian in the face, hard enough that I heard a thwack.
"Ow," moaned Dorian, wincing from the pain. "My greatest asset.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Heir

“Mentor’s Official and Complete Procedural Handbook on Initial Succubus Intake and Probationary Period (Abridged).

“Abridged?” I spun toward Jerome. “Tell me you’re getting back at me for the time I accused you of wearing Old Spice.”

“That one’s still coming,” said the demon. “This one’s for real.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Dreams

“Now get some clothes on before the women around here are driven into a frenzy."
He gave me a mournful look. "I'm afraid that'll happen with or without clothes, my dear.”
― Richelle Mead, Iron Crowned

“His dark eyes were on the road ahead, thoughtful. “No. I was hoping to go back to Tucson and see if I could get this hot chick I know to go out with me. I hear she’s in demand, though. She keeps putting me off each time I try to plan something romantic.”
“Yeah, well, maybe if you come up with a good itinerary, you could lure her out.”
“I was thinking dinner at Joe’s.”
I made a face. “If that’s the case, maybe you’d better brace yourself for rejection.”
“Red Pepper Bistro?”
“Okay. Now you’re in the zone.”
“Followed by a long massage in the sauna.”
“That’s pretty good too.”
“And then indecent things in the sauna.”
“I hope you mean you’ll be doing the indecent things—because I more than did my share last night.”
Kiyo glanced over at me with a mischievous grin. “Who says I’m talking about you?”
― Richelle Mead, Thorn Queen

“Is he having a party?" "Dorian is a sociable king. He likes keeping people around him, mostly so he can mock them.”
― Richelle Mead, Storm Born

“Eugenie, my sweet, your outraged protests are adorable, but they only continue to slow us down. If you want me to help you, then let me. If you don't, then take me to one of those places where human women wear revealing clothing and quickly lose their virtue through alcohol.”
― Richelle Mead, Storm Born

“Everything‟s fine,” I said, with a tight smile. “Kiyo was just giving me
his latest explanation about how my son is a terror to be feared.”
Dorian scoffed. “Little Thundro? A terror? Hardly, unless perhaps
we‟re discussing diapers.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Heir

“How do you know it was the blighted pile? Did you recognize Maiwenn’s gift?”
“No, but there was a marble bust of Dorian in there, which I figured must have been his kingdom’s ‘humble’ gift.”
― Richelle Mead, Shadow Heir

“I’ve seen all I need to. I’m going to go drink now in a futile effort to wipe away the memory of this debacle.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Revealed

“My muse is an ungrateful harlot who’s abandoned me to actually come up with my own plots.”
― Richelle Mead, Succubus Shadows