Casey

“Never throw stones if you think they're going to come back and hit you.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Hit List

“In chains and darkness, wherefore should I stay, And mourn in prison, while I keep the key.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, The Harlequin

“He ordered food with a childlike glee and watched me eat, tasting it as I did. In private he'd roll on his back like a cat, hands pressed to his mouth as if trying to drain every taste. It was the only thing he did that was cute. He was gorgeous, sensual, but rarely cute.
- Anita Blake about Jean-Claude”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Burnt Offerings

“I stared at Jean-Claude and it wasn't the beauty of him that made me love him, it was just him. It was love made up of a thousand touches, a million conversations, a trillion shared looks. A love made up of danger shared, enemies conquered, a determination to neither of us would change the other, even if we could. I love Jean-Claude, all of him, because if I took away the Machiavellian plottings, the labyrinth of his mind, it would lessen him, make him someone else.”
― Laurell K. Hamilton, Cerulean Sins