Carrie Vaughn Quotes

What the hell kind of name is Kitty for a werewolf?

All you know is what you think you know, but that isn't always what's real.

Then I realized that most of the world's problems stemmed from macho dickheadism, and if I cold defeat that I could save the world.

A lot of what we're doing here deals with perception rather than truth. Many would argue that reality depends more on the former than the latter.

He's a bully. I love bullies. They have such big, shiny red buttons to push.

I'm a werewolf trapped in a human body." "Well, yeah, that's kind of the definition." "No, really. I'm trapped." "Oh? When was the last time you shape-shifted?" "That's just it - I've never shape-shifted." "So you're not really a werewolf." "Not yet. But I was meant to be one, I just know it. How do I get a werewolf to attack me?" Stand in the middle of a forest under a full moon with a raw steak tied to your face, holding a sign that says, 'Eat me; I'm stupid'?

I grinned at him. 'Jealous?' He grinned right back. 'That's a trick question. If I say yes you'll accuse me of being paranoid and unreasonable, and if I say no you'll make some defensive crack about how I don't think you're worth getting jealous over.' This is what I got for hooking up with a lawyer.

Stupid, fragile mortals.

It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!

I punched to line. "Yes? What?" "Norville. It's Cormac. If you don't change the subject right now, I'm going to have to go over there and have a word with you.

I looked at my two wolves. When I knelt they came to me rubbed against me smelling me and I stroked them. "Thank you for believing in me " I said and maybe they understood and maybe they didn't.

Hey, Cormac. You ever have to deal with a PMSing werewolf?

Next caller. Betty, you're on the air. What's your question ?" "Hi, Kitty. I just wanted to know, are you going out with that Cormac guy from last month?" My jaw dropped. "What?" "Are you going out with that Cormac guy?" "We are talking about the same Cormac who tried to kill me on the air, yes? the guy who hunts werewolves for a living ?" "Uh-huh." "And you want to know if I'm dating him ? Why on earth do you think that's a good idea?

To be a DJ was to be God. To be a DJ at an alternative public radio station ? That was being God with a mission. It was thinking you were the first person to discover The Clash and you had to spread the word.

I imagined calling in to my own radio show: Yeah hi, I'm a werewolf, and I'm stuck in a cabin in the woods with another werewolf and a werewolf hunter.

Apparently it was unethical for lawyers to sleep with their clients. This from a man who offered legal representation to assassins.

Don't underestimate her ability to talk, it's her superpower.

Just so you know, I'm straight. Totally straight. As an arrow." Her voice held a smile. "So am I

1980's: not a time period but a state of mind.

If vampires ever spend less time playing theatrics and living down to their stereotypes, they might actually take over the world someday

... We're werewolves. We don't get to judge 'crazy.

Why vampires? You write centuries-long family sagas—why not write historical epics without any hint of the supernatural?" "Well, that would be boring, wouldn't it?" "Yeah, God only knows what Tolstoy was thinking.

Cormac interrupted. 'Maybe I oughta shoot you both, put you both out of your misery.

You know, I'm sick and tired of people pointing rifles at me.

Now, what does a vampire do with a computer? Keep track of investments? Send e-mail to other vampires as you all plot to take over the world?” “I spend a lot of time on Wikipedia making corrections to the entries of historical figures I’ve known.” I blinked at him. “Really?” “No, Kitty. That was a joke.

It doesn’t bother you that your canine brethren are being paraded around show rings like slaves?” “My canine brethren?” I said. “I don’thave any canine brethren.” “How can you say that! You’re a werewolf.” “That’s right. I’m a werewolf, not a poodle. What makes you think I have any kinship with dogs?

You're lucky to have a friend who will kill for you." So. I once had a friend who died for me, and now one who killed for me. Why didn't I feel lucky?

One inch at a time, that was how her father had taught her. You can't do anything but worry about the few inches right in front of you.