Sookie," Eric said. I didn't think he'd heard a word. "Yield to me." Well, that was pretty direct.
I'm supposed to be a christian, but most days I don't feel like I can even presume to say that about myself any longer. I have a lot of mad left over. When I can't sleep, I think about the other people who didn't care how much pain and trouble they caused me. And I think about how good I'd feel if they died.
Coffe is the perfume of morning.
Sookie: Is Eric around?" Pam: "He is enthralling the vermin.
Softie was not a word you could use in the same sentence as Eric.
Snow, here?" Eric was as delighted as a child. "I love snow!" Why was I not surprised? "Maybe we will get snowed in together," he said suggestively, waggling his blond eyebrows.
If this was The Lord of the Rings and I had a smart British voice like Cate Blanchett, I could tell you the background of the events of that fall in a really suspenseful way. And you’d be straining to hear the rest.
I thought about making biscuits, but there seemed to be more than enough calories on board.
I could add her to the long list of people I didn't understand.
Most humans were on one big island, to the fairies, and that island was adrift on a sea called I Totally Don’t Care.
As exits go, that's a good one." It was pretty hard to have the last word with a vampire.
People fidget. They are compelled to look engaged in an activity, or purposeful. Vampires can just occupy space without feeling obliged to justify it.
I am here," Eric said. "And I am here." I was a little amused at Eric's phone answering technique. "Sookie, my little bullet-sucker," he said, sounding fond and warm. "Eric, my big bullshitter.
His eyes were still like caves with ghosts dwelling in their depths.
There's not much I dislike more than being addressed as "Hey you" and being poked with a finger.
Maybe she was being so hoity-toity because she didn't have her own fairy godmother.
If it's easy to be friendly she will be. If the wind blows the other way her friendship will be gone. And I'm thinking the wind is blowing the other way. She has found some other way to be an important person in her own right by hating others.
I said the first thing that came into my head unfortunately. "Save the drama for your mama " I told her just like an eleven-year-old.
Men! Dead or alive, they could be exactly the same.
It was somehow degrading, craving someone so... voraciously - another good calendar word - just because he was physically beautiful. I hadn't thought that was something women did, either.
I'd have to say no, people don't change, but they can learn to behave differently.
We followed the bondage Bobbsey Twins across the crowded dance floor. Those leather shorts were an adventure from behind, let me tell you. And the pictures of Elvis decorating the walls were an education, too. It wasn’t often you ran into a bondage/Elvis/ whorehouse-themed vampire club.
Well, that's certainly... adequate," I told him, burying my face in his chest. I knew immediately I'd picked the wrong word. "Adequate?" He took my hand, placed it on the part in question. It immediately began to stir. He moved my hand on it, and I obligingly circled it with my fingers. "This is adequate?" "Maybe I should have said it's a gracious plenty?" "A gracious plenty. I like that," he said.
He pulled my coat off my shoulders, looked at it with distaste, hung it on the back of one of the chairs pushed in under the kitchen table. "You are beautiful". No one had ever looked me in the eyes and said that. Eric to Sookie, Page 208.
The security light made me feel safe, though I knew that was an illusion. If there's light, you can just see what's coming for you a little more clearly.
Follow AzQuotes on Facebook, Twitter and Google+. Every day we present the best quotes! Improve yourself, find your inspiration, share with friends
or simply: