Barrons Ryodan Quotes & Sayings

Our deaths become a part of our lives in the sense that with our deaths we give something to those who are left behind, as we have given our lives to them. — Sherwin B. Nuland

TV is not a baby sitter. — Luis Guzman

That's who we are. That's partly why we've been successful. Spread it around and run our stuff. — Matt Hasselbeck

Over time his images of the baby, like photographs handled too often, had worn down and creased, lost their definition. — Anthony Doerr

Why, if all the creatures in the world gathered together to make a single gnat and put a soul into it, they would not succeed!' No more than man can make a gnat can demons, according to another tradition, make anything smaller than a grain of barley. But those who favored the thaumaturgic interpretation of the Book of Yetsirah, and believed that a man or golem could be created with its help,...." Idea of the Golem p. 171 — Gershom Scholem

-I'm going to kill the kid. - Barrons says faintly.
Ryodan makes a burbling sound like a bodly laught. -Get in line — Karen Marie Moning

I hear a guttural sound followed by a weak sigh and look back at the bodies.
"I'm going to kill the kid," Barrons says faintly.
Ryodan makes a burbling sound like a bloody laugh. I don't think he even has the parts left to laugh with. "Get in line. — Karen Marie Moning

Leave it alone, I'm handling this," Barrons told Ryodan.
"I suggest you do a better job."
"And I suggest you go fuck yourself. — Karen Marie Moning

Sonofamotherfuckinggoddamnbitch! JaysustiittyfuckingChrist!
That was Lor. Man of few words. — Karen Marie Moning

I said, my phone."
I stand at the threshold and look in. The princess has her back to me, and Lor is beyond noticing anything. Ryodan and Barrons are another matter. They're too observant by far. There is also the small matter of the enormous possessiveness I feel where Barrons is concerned.
I step inside and place my palm on the interior panel.
Two males roar in unison.
"Ms. Lane, you will not close-"
"Mac, you will give me my f*ucking-"
The door hisses closed behind me. — Karen Marie Moning

I was debating what I might have in my deep glassy lake to use - Barrons had slurped down my crimson runes like truffles - when Ryodan called down, "Let her up."
I tipped my head back. The urbane owner of the largest den of sex, drugs, and exotic thrills in the city stood behind the chrome balustrade, big hands closed on the chrome railing, thick wrists cuffed by silver, features darkened by a convenient shadow. He looked like a scarred Gucci model. Whatever kind of life these men had lived before they'd become whatever they were, it had been violent and hard. Like them.
"Why?" Lor demanded.
"I said so."
"Not time for the meeting yet."
"She wants to see her parents. She's going to insist."
"So?"
"She thinks she has something to prove. She's feeling pushy."
"Gee, this is nice. I don't even have to talk," I purred. — Karen Marie Moning

I have a strong feeling about this quick movement and changing of society and populations growing - something scary. — Hiroshi Sugimoto

Seen runes like these before, Barrons?" Ryodan said.
"No. You?" Barrons said.
"New to me. Could be useful."
I heard the sound of a phone taking pictures.
Then I heard the sound of a phone being crushed against rock.
"Are you out of your mind?" Ryodan said disbelievingly. "That was my phone."
"Possibly," Jo said. "But no one records anything here."
"Crush something of mine again, I'll crush your skill."
"I weary of you," Jo said.
"I weary of your ass, too, sidhe-seer," Ryodan growled. — Karen Marie Moning

If the truth offends you, you are probably on the wrong side of it. Lakesha M Ruise — Lakesha Ruise

Odd way to dress for an investigation," Barrons murmured.
"She's not Dani anymore," Ryodan clipped.
"Would you rather she had on jeans and sneakers?" I said.
"I'd rather she had on a fucking suit of armor," Ryodan said cooly.
And a chastity belt if I could read the looks in a man's eyes. And I could. "She's a woman, Ryodan," I said softly. "Get used to it. Dancer was right. We need to accept her."
(Mac, Barrons and Ryodan as Dani/Jada walks into Chesters) — Karen Marie Moning

A Seelie. A fucking prince," Lor said. "He's got a couple hundred more Seelie from a dozen different castes waiting outside. Threatening war. Demanding you shut the place down, stop feeding the Unseelie."
I gasped, "V'lane?"
"You told him to come!" Ryodan accused.
"She knows him?" Lor exploded.
"It's her other boyfriend," Ryodan said.
"Besides Darroc?" one of the other men demanded.
Lor glared at Barrons. "When are you going to wise up and shut that bitch down for good? — Karen Marie Moning

I don't need exotic places to be stimulated. Out of familiarity comes nuance. The more you revisit a subject the more you're like to discover. — Ray Metzker

That's what you're after? Establishing new case
precedence? Never going to happen. Not on this point. You
want to turn Dani. Assuming she's ever Dani again."
"Nobody's turning my fucking honey," Lor muttered
darkly.
"You took the Highlander, as your test case," Barrons
said.
Ryodan said nothing.
"Kas doesn't speak. X is half mad on a good day,
bugfuck crazy on a bad one. You're tired of it. You want your
family back. You want a full house, like the old days. — Karen Marie Moning

Ryodan says softly, "Holy strawberries, Dani, we're in a jam."
I look at him like he's sprouted two heads. Holy strawberries? In a jam? Even Barrons looks stumped.
He continues, "But don't worry. Holy priceless collection of Etruscan snoods - you really butchered that one, by the way - I've got it in the bag. How about this one: holy borrowing bibliophile, let's book. — Karen Marie Moning

I held on to his warm hand simply because i wanted to. — Katie McGarry

What I know, brother, is you break every goddamned rule for Mac."
"Back at you, Ry. Difference is, I'll help you do it."
"Lor has never been Pri-ya." Ryodan shakes his head in disgust. "The princess can't turn us. Son of a bitch, Mac's ass is - "
"Mine," Barrons says flatly. "You will never go there. You have a problem with Mac, you work it out with me. I am her shield, I am her second fucking skin. — Karen Marie Moning

He breaks off and looks at Ryodan. "I think we better show her. Telling her doesn't seem to be working. I thought you said she was smart." "I took Barrons's word for it." "Apparently he was misinformed," Dancer says. — Karen Marie Moning

Try a rocket launcher. Think maybe you could manage to hit me with that? — Karen Marie Moning

The Roman Catholic Index of Prohibited Books, a list that came to include almost every significant work of post-medieval Western philosophy. — David Hume

With self-denial and economy now, and steady self-exertion by-and-by, and object in life need not fail you. Venture not to complain that such an object is too selfish, too limited, and lacks interest; be content to labout for independence until you have proved, by winning that prize, your right to look higher. But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life - no true home - nothing to be dearer to me than myself, and by its paramount preciousness, to draw from me better things than I care to culture for myself only? Nothing, at whose feet I can willingly lay down the whole burden of human egotism, and gloriously take up the nobler charge of labouring and living for others? — Charlotte Bronte

Barrons breaks heads. Ryodan turns them inside out. Barrons fucks you up. Ryodan makes you fuck yourself up. He pushes buttons and rearranges things according to his own private, coolly sociopathic plan. — Karen Marie Moning

Barrons fucks you up. Ryodan makes you fuck yourself up. — Karen Marie Moning

She thinks he's not an animal like Barrons. That he's more civilized. She right, he is more polished. But it only makes him more dangerous. With Barrons you expect to get fucked up royally. With Ryodan you don't see it coming. — Karen Marie Moning