Rosemary Clement-Moore Quotes & Sayings

That was the thing about the Goodnight world. No matter what the label said, you could never assume anything only worked like magic. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I was the designated grown up in a family that operated in different reality than the rest of the world. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

She was the only creature in the world who would really care if something happened to me, even if it was only because I was the bringer of kibble. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I could hear my dogs barking. Worse I could hear bleating. Joyful goat chuckles of freedom.
"The goats!" I clutched my head, an absurdly melodramatic reaction suited to this farce. "The goats were in the tree!"
"The ... Wait, what? — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I was generally pro-bat, except when I was trekking through the dark trying not to think about the dire fate of every horror movie character stupid enough to go into the dark with a flashlight and check the fuses. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

If you're such a genius, you wouldn't believe in magic."
"If you weren't such an old coot, you wouldn't need it. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I'm very curious to meet a guy who makes you completely forsake the scientific method in favor of unfounded supposition and speculation."
"It's called intuition! — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I glanced at Carson, who had promised things would be alright. His gaze was on the floor, and a muscle in his jaw flexed rhythmically but unhelpfully. If he was trying to send me a message, I was out of luck, because I'd never learned Morse Code for Assholes. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

[W]hen Ben was kissing me, the whole world retreated. I felt things I'd never felt before, in places I never knew were connected.
But I was pretty sure that whatever was buzzing against my thigh was not normal. For one thing, it was ringing.
Ben dragged his mouth away from mine and mumbled a curse that was a little shocking and kind of hot.
"Ignore it," he said.
That was easy for him to say when his cell phone was rounding third base. If anyone got a home run tonight, I didn't want it to be Verizon Wireless. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Taylor: what do you hear? Daisy: Nothing but rain — Rosemary Clement-Moore

For an age we stood there like that, me holding him by the collar of his jacket and kissing him for all I was worth, him standing there, hands up like I was frisking him with no idea what to do about it.
It. Was. Awesome. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Amy, honey." He rubbed my arm gently, as if telling me bad news. "You shouldn't listen to me. I don't know what the hell I'm talking about. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Screw you, John."
"Sorry, Sylvie. Can't - they frown on that kind of thing between step-siblings. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Don't ever trust anyone who's writing a book. They make up lies for a living. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Just FYI," I told Phin, "he was flirting with you."
She looked at me, then at Mark's departing form. "Oh. That explains a lot. I'm good at a lot of things, but flirting isn't one of them. Especially with someone I find extremely attractive."
"Here's a tip ... Don't overthink it. It's more of an instinct than an intellect thing."
"Right," she said. "Pheromones."
With a sage nod, she followed Mark. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

When your family is twice as weird as normal, you have to be twice as polite to authority, because authority hates weird. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Good writing is good writing. In many ways, it's the audience and their expectations that define a genre. A reader of literary fiction expects the writing to illuminate the human condition, some aspect of our world and our role in it. A reader of genre fiction likes that, too, as long as it doesn't get in the way of the story. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

It didn't matter, because he was an employee of a criminal enterprise and I was an FBI consultant and, oh yeah, technically kidnapped and probably in the throes of some kind of Stockholm syndrome. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

You're not hurt, are you?" "Only my delicate sensibilities. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Faith isn't absence of doubt. It's belief without proof, not without question. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Oh My God," I blurted, grabbing onto Phin as we faced the open bedroom door. "It's the axe murderer."
"I doubt he would knock," she said, but she was whispering, too, and didn't move away from me. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I was not supposed to end up freezing my ass off in a remake of Harry Potter meets The Italian Job by way of Fargo. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

My major vice is sarcasm with a side of caffeine addiction. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Is Lisa going to the prom?'
I shelved my worries for the moment. 'I don't know, Mom. We don't talk about the You-Know-What. We made a pact.'
You could go together, if you didn't want to mess with dates and things.'
I don't want to mess with the prom at all, Mom.'
She ignored me, placidly eating popcorn, piece by piece.'Some girls in my high school class did that and had a wonderful time. They weren't lesbians or anything. Not that it would matter if they were.'
That's nice, Mom. I'm glad you're so open-minded.' I grabbed my Coke and the popcorn bowl and headed for the stairs, because I could go my whole life without ever hearing my mother talk about lesbians again.
Maybe you could take Justin to the prom,' she called after me, laughter in her voice. 'He is such a hottie.'
Shoot me now. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

You have a funny way of showing how much you don't like me."
"I don't like gophers, either, but I wouldn't leave one to suffer. I'd shoot it to put it out of its misery. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

From what I could tell, whenever an archangel or a burning bush turns up, it's generally not to say, 'Hey, go out and have a happy and uncomplicated life.' (p. 205, Highway to Hell). — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Long-haired Chihuahuas have no notion they are bite-sized. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I wasn't worried about myself. I didn't consider the possibility that either of the men could catch me. I was all-star varsity soccer. I was Braveheart in Urban Outfitters. I was Supergirl.
I was seriously delusional. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

For the first time ever, I'd managed a great parting line and a grand exit. And it still felt like crap. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Emery cut in impatiantly, "For crying out loud. Who do you think you are, Nancy Drew?"
Hey," I snapped, because no one sniped at my sister but me, and Mark echoed with a stern "Chill, dude."
Phin was unperturbed. "Those books were highly unrealistic. Do you have any idea how much brain damage a person would have if she were hit on the head and drugged with chloroform that often? — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I should take my dog for a walk now. i can only handle one bitch at a time — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Oh, and by the way, I sure thought about him a lot for someone I never wanted to see again. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Being in on the secret might be a lot of fun when you're a kid, but not so much once you realize how often life hinges on everyone agreeing
at least outwardly
on the same reality. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Focus, Amy. Just because he looked great in the saddle did not mean he wasn't an axe murderer. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I realized I was wasting a perfect opportunity. Nancy Drew wouldn't sit here obsessing over Ned Nickerson (who was at least good for kicking in doors sometimes). She would take advantage of the fact that her main obstacle was busy onstage and there was a field full of pickup trucks out there, and some of them had to be diesel. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

I didn't say I was going to find the Mad Monk."
"But you will," he said, placing his worn and stained Stetson on his head. "You've got that look about you.
"What look is that?" I asked, tired of his family maligning mine. "A Goodnight look?"
"A responsible one." He adjusted his hat, in a motion I'd seen Ben make a dozen times that day, right before he drove home his point. "Like you're the girl who takes care of things. So take care of it, dammit. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

How about this?" I said, because now it was the principle of the thing. "I'm sorry, jackass. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

Aunt Hyacinth's protections around the house would stop a spirit. They wouldn't do anything against an axe murderer except make him queasy, which didn't seem like it would be much of a deterrent. I mean, a strong stomach probably came with the job. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

My determination was stronger than my fear. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

The bastard even limped fast. — Rosemary Clement-Moore

He rose to his feet in one fluid move, the better to look down at me. You don't know me, princess.
Some people have reasons for doing things, and don't just go wherever they're told or drift whichever
way they're pushed. — Rosemary Clement-Moore