The Faerie Guardian Quotes & Sayings

Whoa, this isn't the Training Center, you know," I tell him. "There's a certain level of clothing etiquette in this house, and you're currently violating it."
He reaches for his jacket. "I believe you're the one who tore my clothes off in the first place, and now you're complaining?"
"Trust me, there was no tearing involved. You'll have to get that fantasy fulfilled somewhere else. — Rachel Morgan

Aren't faeries supposed to be, like, really tiny? With wings and a wand and faerie dust?"

"I'm not Tinker Bell! — Rachel Morgan

Sometimes I felt as if I could not bear it any longer to be away from you! — Johanna Spyri

We must learn to see the world anew. — Albert Einstein

Did you really think I wouldn't look for you?"
"Honestly? Yes. You seemed a little busy losing your tongue down someone else's throat. — Rachel Morgan

I angle my head down and peer up at him through my lashes in what I hope is an alluring manner. I have zero experience in this area though, so it's possible I look like a total moron. — Rachel Morgan

You've spent a morning with him and you're warning me off. Just wait,' said Damen, 'until you've spent a full day with him.'
'You mean that he improves with time?'
'Not exactly,' said Damen. — C.S. Pacat

I cross my legs beneath me and trace a finger along the laces of my boot. "That dress I had on was pretty. It's a pity I had to rip it apart."

"Yeah. It was entertaining to watch though."

"To watch?" I fold my arms over my chest. "Weren't you wrestling on the floor at the time?"

A grin lifts one side of Ryn's mouth. "I can multitask, remember? And girls tearing their clothes off is something I try not to miss."

I glare at him. "Have I told you before that you're gross?"

"On multiple occasions."

(from The Faerie Guardian by Rachel Morgan) — Rachel Morgan

Photography ... has lived under the tyranny of its subject matter: the object has exercised an almost total domination. — Joan Fontcuberta

Whatever game you're playing, you're going to lose," he whispers. "And I'll be right there to rub your nose in it when it happens."
"Great. Well, at least I have something to look forward to." I cross my arms. "Now why don't you go parade your lack of dignity somewhere else? — Rachel Morgan

The bathroom door swings open and Nate walks out. He's toweling his damp hair and wearing nothing but a pair of boxers.
Crap. I should have left this for a more appropriately clothed time of day. — Rachel Morgan

I refuse to let you talk me into a make-out session in a dodgy, underground tunnel. I have standards, you know. — Rachel Morgan

Is that what you were doing in my room?" he asks after a moment.
I sigh. Why am I telling him any of this? "Yes. I was on assignment."
"I was your assignment?"
"Yes."
He hesitates a moment, then grins. "That's kind of hot. — Rachel Morgan

I shall always remember that smile. From what world did it come from? — Elie Wiesel

Don't be a writer; it's a terrible way to live your life. There's nothing to be gained from it but poverty and obscurity and solitude. So if you have a taste for all those things, which means that you really are burning to do it, then go ahead and do it. But don't expect anything from anybody. — Paul Auster

Seelie Court," murmurs Nate. "Sounds familiar. Was it in a computer game?"
"Do I look like someone who plays computer games?"
A grin stretches across Nate's face. "You look like someone who could be in a computer game. — Rachel Morgan

Creepy Hollow?" He snorts. "Like Sleepy Hollow?"
"No, like Creepy Hollow. It has nothing to do with sleeping. — Rachel Morgan

It's hard to say no to Nate, even when he's wearing a shirt. I should have made him cover his face too. — Rachel Morgan

What is Paris? ... Where nobody throws stones, for all live in glass houses. — Sophie Irene Loeb

Are you serious? Vi's arm has been magically barbequed and you think she
needs a cupcake? — Rachel Morgan

Colors shift like smoke within the branch beneath our feet. Sprites jump from leaf to leaf, leaving sprinklings of glittery dust in the air behind them. Droplets of water are strung like pearls from the silver strands of a spider's web. Bluebottle glow-bugs stick to the leaves and branches, lighting up the night with their blue-green bodies. And high above us, clouds are draped like sashes of color across the sky. Amethyst, azure, jade. — Rachel Morgan

Hold on, hold on, hold on," said the Hooded Person of Unknown Gender. "Are you really here to slay a dragon?"

"Yes! Why else would I be so far from home?"

"Sightseeing?" suggested the Female. — Ness Kingsley

A first book has some of the sweetness of a first love. — Robert Aris Willmott

[Rhyme is] but the invention of a barbarous age, to set off wretched matter and lame Meter; ... Not without cause therefore some both Italian and Spanish poets of prime note have rejected rhyme, ... as have also long since our best English tragedies, as ... trivial and of no true musical delight; which [truly] consists only in apt numbers, fit quantity of syllables, and the sense variously drawn out from one verse into another, not in the jingling sound of like endings, a fault avoided by the learned ancients both in poetry and all good oratory. — John Milton

You're not the kind of person to just randomly fall in love. You're way too . . ."
My eyes shoot to his. "Too what?"
"Well, you know, emotionally closed off."
"I will emotionally close off every orifice in your face if you don't shut up about this right now. — Rachel Morgan

I put my hands on my hips. "What's wrong with the way I look?"
"Come on, Vi," he says, keeping his voice low. "You just need to add your boots and you're like the forest version of Lara Croft."
"Excuse me? Lara who?"
"I mean, it's really sexy and everything." He pulls me closer and slips his arms around my waist. "But it's not exactly the way I'd want you to meet my mom. — Rachel Morgan

I would have thought you'd pay more attention to your closest competition."
"I would - if you were competition worth paying attention to. — Rachel Morgan

Jesus never called a human being a sinner. — Robert H. Schuller

Fear of a name increases fear of the thing itself. — J.K. Rowling

You guys dated, didn't you?"
"Are you insane? Not even if the continuation of our kind depended on it would I be tempted to do something so awful. — Rachel Morgan