Nenia Campbell Quotes

Nothing is as deadly as the love of a powerful man.

I was supposed to be powerless, and as a result they failed to see that I possessed claws.

I know what it is to want something that could destroy you.

Briar Rose awakens to grace us with her gentle presence once more."
"Shut up," says Vol.
"Your thorns are showing.

If people are meant to live, they'll live. If not, more room for the rest of us.

Since when did psychiatry become one big, fat Myspace survey?

'Better to have loved and lost,' my ass.
Anyone parroting that little platitude had obviously never lost anyone of consequence.

It's like an itch, isn't it? You can feel it in your throat. You want to scream for me.

Knowing and doing are two separate things, and don't always sync up in life.

I'm sorry I missed the meeting and hurt your little feely-weels okay?

Fuck, Christina."
"Yes, fuck Christina. I think she'd like that.

His mouth has always been like his ass - the most unbelievable shit comes out of it.

I'm more than a few neurons shy of a synapse right now, and it feels absolutely fan-fucking-tastic.

I was afraid and knew I had every right to be, but he had awakened a part of me that no longer cared.

Val had a horrific image of Lisa peering through a magnifying glass like a grotesquely teenybopper version of Nancy Drew - in jeggings.

Everyone needs to escape sometimes, and retreating into somebody else's fantasy isn't nearly as satisfying as slipping into your own.

I cannot breathe, or see, nor swim,
My darkness is composed of him.

Fuck your manners."
"You don't have to settle for just my manners.

We hunger in earnest for that which we cannot consume.

What was it about us, as humans, that drove us to make apologies for beautiful things?

She said my glasses made me look like a butch jock's locker room bitch.

So you thought you could shit and eat at the same time. How disgustingly convenient.

He was a phoenix of blood, rising from the ashes of those who had fallen and suffered before him.

Nobody should have to choose between a cold heart and a dead heart.

Now there's a girl I don't want to mess with' - or at least, that's what I would think if I had a chronic fear of freakishly nice people.

All lines are gray in the dark.

Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.

What's happening to me?" she whispers to the quilt. "I'm losing my mind."
Though that implies that I had one to begin with.

Just remember," he told her. "If you run from me, I will pursue.

Hatred is as easy as slipping on a well-worn woolen cloak. If only it provided the comfort of one.

Bite me. Scratch me. Cut me. Break me open, until I crack and all the ugly things fly out of my body to drench us both in sated lust. Yes.

All statistics have outliers.

Maybe it frightened them, to admit that a woman could be master of her fate.

When they figure out how to bottle up orgasms and sell them as a food additive, I'll be first in line.

Satisfied he had made his point, he left me there to cough up blood and bile and impotent rage. And fear.

Be careful what you wish for. Especially out loud.

Most creatures run when they sense danger. People grab a six-pack and a folding chair.

Without ethics, science would be cruelty.

Happiness is such a fragile thing, isn't it? So easily burst, like a bubble blown by a child, and always on the verge of being carried away.

If a woman defined herself solely by the man she was with - and vice versa - the world would be a very shallow and insipid place, indeed.

Nobody wants to believe that existence carries on without at least taking a stumble from their departure of this world.

Scream for me, my flower.

A quick and brutal fuck from behind usually served as an effective reminder of where you stood in the pack hierarchy.

A lot of people have it in for me. It's practically a school sport.

Maybe." Possibly. Probably.

I am the rightful ruler of this world And now that I, too, have awakened, like my dragons, I have come to take back what is mine.

Would you rather I played with you instead?

You want to be free. You also want to be mine. You can't be both.

I wasn't a complete bastard. If she liked to think she saw good in me, if she wanted to take credit for it, I'd let her. She deserved that much.

Nothing about me scares him, because he's always able to match it. We're two peas in a fucked-up pod.

Death is one lover who cannot be spurned.

It takes many sheep to satisfy one wolf.

Ask yourself what a man without guile might do to your body in the dark.

I hope you nail the bastard."

So does he.

I'm as lucky as a bed of oysters on cioppino night.

I need you alive. I need you breathing." He shook his head. "I need you.

You wanted to see me, Professor?

That's life. Life is the ultimate game, and its rules were made to be broken

Manners," I say. "It ain't polite to taste people. Shit.

Jesus had been betrayed for thirty pieces of silver. I'd betrayed myself for soap.

Why do women always feel they have to settle for less?

We're all hunters in my family, you know. Deer, ducks ... damsels.

That son of a bitch. Looked like my expiration date was sooner than I'd thought. The bastard had fucked me up the ass at my own game.

I finally understood what could drive kids to show up with guns and shoot up their schools.

Once a flower is picked it immediately begins to die.

You think you're superior to the others, don't you? We'll you're not. In fact you're worse for mistaking basic human decency for moral superiority.

You would do well to guard your tongue, lest it be stricken from you.

It symbolises strength."
Bastien snorts. "It certainly doesn't provide any.

No. Freud said it best, I think, when he said, "sometimes a cigar is just a cigar." Sometimes your mother's boyfriend is just a loser

Some things are not supposed to be forgotten; these are the things which make us human.

Butt holes are like a one-way street; they were made the way they were for a reason.

Welcome to Arizona, you bastard.

We're so concerned with the idea of what we ought to be that we fail to take into account the things that make us who we really are.

Not all poison was bitter. Some of the deadliest poisons in the world tasted sweet; they were that much more dangerous because of it.

If one has never known freedom, it is easy to be blind to the gridirons composing one's cell.

We both want you dead. I'm bringing the friendship bracelets to the next meeting.

Sometimes evil didn't need an excuse. Sometimes evil just was.

You are my star and you have made me see," he tells her, "and I am the air beneath your wings, never rending, never ending.

We don't have dealings. He just stalks me. I'm popular like that.

Life's a party. So smile and eat shit and pretend it's fucking caviar.

They said the shape-shifters fucked with the enthusiasm of animals - if they didn't devour you with the enthusiasm of one first.

I want him to hurt me, so I won't feel pain.

Fear could drive one to violence as quickly as anger could.

Thank you, Co-Pilot Obvious.

As if I'd had time to drug it in the two milliseconds she'd let me out of her sight.

You should run from me while you can."
"Or what?"
"I'll catch you.

A woman isn't a whore for wanting pleasure. If it were unnatural, we would not be born with such drives.

I am not going to think about the things I am not going to think about.

There is no redemption in a cruel man's love.

Hello, Mrs. Tran ... I have David's homework. And if you ever want to see it again, you'll pay me the two million dollars I asked for.

What once was had, forever lost; thy fate is destined, thy love star-crossed.

Locking eyes with a shape-shifter was aggressive. Very aggressive. One generally didn't do that unless one wanted to fight. Or fuck.

Keep calm. You have the forest in your blood.

You can lie in any language on earth, and body language is no exception.

I can take care of myself," I said hotly.
"Darlin, you don't even know how to pleasure yourself.

I bask in that sympathy because it's nice to have somebody who cares, even if it's the wrong person for the wrong reasons.

When nature calls, I don't let it go to voicemail.

If she sees him again, she isn't sure what she might do. Only that it will include grievous bodily harm and possible grounds for her own firing.

There was a difference between killing for nourishment and killing for curiosity or sport.

It's true what they say, you know. First fuck. First love. First kill. You never forget your first.