Julie Kagawa Quotes

You are my heart, my life, my entire existence.

My fall began, as many stories do, with a girl.

Oh, we're playing nice now? Shall we have tea first? Brew up a nice pot of kiss-my-ass?

A little warning would’ve been nice. You couldn’t have said, ‘Hey, as part of your training today, I’m going to beat you senseless’?

The mighty hunter," I quipped as we snuck out the backdoor, escaping into the yard. "He can take down vicious rabids and rampaging boars, but one old lady can make him flee in terror.""One scary old lady," he corrected me, looking relieved to be out of the house. "You didn't hear what she told me when I got up - you're so cute I could put you in a pie. Tell me that's not the creepiest thing you've ever heard." His voice climbed a few octaves, turning shrill and breathy. "Today for dessert, we have apple pie, blueberry pie and Ezekiel pie.

My, aren't we bossy today. Give a girl an army and it goes straight to her head.

You will always be a monster - there is no turning back from it. But what kind of monster you become is entirely up to you.

I don't believe in fate," he said carefully, "but... I do believe everything happens for a reason. That there is some plan, some meaning to this darkness we live in.

And I swear, if there is a way for us to be together, I will find it. No matter how long it takes. If I have to chase your soul to the ends of eternity, I won't stop until I find you, I promise.

Touch her, and I'll freeze your testicles off and put them in a jar. Understand?

As cities grow and technology takes over the world, belief and imagination fade away, and so do we.

It's not the physical scars that are the most painful.

I was Ashallayn'darkmyr Tallyn, son of Mab, former prince of the Unseelie Court, and I was not afraid of a witch on a broom.

I guess the sacrifice of my dignity is the only thing that will save us now. The things I endure for love. The Fates laugh at my torment.

Who knows what goes on in the mind of a cat?

Do not lose your heart to a faery prince. It never ends well.

I get up, get coffee, and go into my home office. I check email and Twitter before I start work, but I have to try not to get too distracted.

I wished that, for once, faery tales – real faery tales, not Disney fairy tales – would have a happy ending.

Jealousy isn't something we deal with well, but some of us have been around long enough to know when to let go, and what is most important. The happiness of my two best friends should be more important than some ancient feud.

I worked at a Books-a-Million in Louisville for several years.

I was a huge bookworm as a kid, and you could usually find me reading something with a dragon on its cover.

Me? Robin Goodfellow, a family man? He, not likely, ice-boy. I mean, think of what that would do to my reputation. Glamour shimmered around him, and he gave us a wink. Later, lovebirds. Gimme a heads up when the kid arrives. 'Uncle Puck' will be waiting.

When I wrote my first story, all the characters were teenagers because I think 16, 17 is a great age.

How easy it is to forget grudges when someone has something you need.

You don't dwell on what you've lost, you just move on.

I like all my characters in one way or another, or at least I understand them.

Robin Goodfellow, for all his pranks and mischief, was the sweetest, most noble person I'd ever known, and I'd missed him terribly.

I know what it’s like to miss someone. To feel like you’re just…wandering around, lost.

You're here, and the only dance I want is this one.

I was minding my own buisness long before you and the princess started humping like rabbits.

Metallic trees. That's new. If you see any steel dryads, be sure to tell me so I can run away screaming.

It was fine and good to be defiant to the end, but it was better not to get caught in the first place.

I've always wanted the IQ of a rock. No, wait. That would be an insult to the rock.

There are only those you can live with, and those you can work to change.

Be careful, boy. In some tales, the hero gets eaten by the monster after all .

Eventually we will all wither and die in the wasteland of logic and science.

This is our punishment, our Tribulation. God has abandoned this world. The faithful have already gone on to their reward, and he has left the rest of us here, at the mercy of the demons and the devils. The sins of our fathers have passed to their children, and their children's children, and it will continue to be so until this world is completely destroyed. So it doesn't matter if you believe in God or not, because He is not here.

Overall, Id say I was an awesome bookseller, but probably not the best book shelver. I loved recommending books and helping people find books.

Fear was the knowledge of pain, the awareness that you could be hurt, that you could die.