Karen Marie Moning Quotes

I return my attention to the situation at hand and realize Reality—the impatient bitch—has made my decision for me. She does that a lot. You get busy planning your life, then it has the nerve to just go ahead and happen to you before you’re ready. Before you even get the chance to aim yourself right!

~ Karen Marie Moning

I like sex for breakfast, kid. I eat early and often.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Sex either blows your fucking mind, or it’s not good enough.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Driving a hot car is a lot like sex to me, or a lot like I keep thinking sex should be: A total body experience, overwhelming, to all the senses, taking you places you've never been, packing a punch that leaves you breathless and touches your soul. The Viper was way more satisfying then my last boyfriend.

~ Karen Marie Moning

The man kisses me and I just hop right on him like he's the hottest new ride at Disneyland.

~ Karen Marie Moning

As he fills me, I wonder if—in the same way that sex makes its own unique perfume—we don’t really “make” love. As in create, manufacture, evoke an independent element in the air around us, and if enough of us did it really well, for real, not just for the hell of it, we could change the world. Because when he’s in me, I feel the space around us changing, charging, and it seems to set off some kind of feedback loop, where the more he touches me, the more I need him to. Having sex with Barrons sates my need. Then feeds it. Sates, then feeds. It’s a never-ending cycle. I get out of bed with him, frantic to be back in it again. And I—“—hated you for it,” he says gently.That was my line.“I never get enough, Mac. Drives me bug-fuck. I should kill you for what you make me feel.”I understand perfectly. He is my vulnerability. I would become Shiva, the world-eater, for him.

~ Karen Marie Moning

He calls me his Queen of the Night. He shows me the wonders in this incredible city. He encourages me to find my own way, and to choose what I think is right or wrong.And the sex, God, the sex! I never knew what sex was until him! It’s not soft music and candlelight, a choice, a deliberate action.It’s as involuntary as breathing, and as impossible not to do. It’s slammed up against a wall in a dark alley, or flat on my back on cold concrete because I can’t stand one more second without him. It’s on my hands and knees, dry-mouthed, heart-in-my-throat, waiting for the moment he touches me, and I’m alive again. It’s punishing and purifying, velvet and violent, and it makes everything else melt away, until nothing matters but getting him inside me and I wouldn’t just die for him—I’d kill for him, too.Like I did tonight.

~ Karen Marie Moning

I make a new discovery that totally blows, dying is the easy part. It's coming back to life that sucks.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Failure is always new information, and those who are willing to suffer it repeatedly make it a stepping-stone to success.

~ Karen Marie Moning

It's what you choose to believe that makes you the person you are.

~ Karen Marie Moning

She waited, thinking you were different from those who used and betrayed her. She believed you would find her, come charging to her rescue. That belief was as misplaced as the monsters we faced were deadly. The day came she finally lost her faith in you, and I was there as I’ve always been there when she needed me.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Missing Alina was worse than a terminal illness. At least when you were terminal you knew the pain was going to end eventually. But there was no light at the end of my tunnel. Grief was going to devour me, day into night, night into day, and although I might feel like I was dying from it, might even wish I was, I never would. I was going to have to walk around with a hole in my heart forever. I was going to hurt for my sister until the day I died. If you don't know what I mean or you think I'm being melodramatic, then you've never really loved anyone.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Grief shared was grief lessened.

~ Karen Marie Moning

I see how he feels about his world and I want to be one of the parts he prizes. I want to be worth fighting for. Worth the same kind of effort he puts into the things that matter to him. Like Dani.”I don’t tell her no human matters to the boss like Dani.

~ Karen Marie Moning

You loved me.”It wasn’t a question, but he answered it readily. “I do. More than life. My heart. I didn’t just pick a sweet turn of phrase to name you, but spoke from my soul when I named you thus. Without my heart I couldn’t live. And I couldn’t breathe without you.”“Are you a man who has more than one heart?”“Nay. Only this one. But it’s bitter and dark now from the pain I’ve brought you.

~ Karen Marie Moning

...When a man first awakens, it sometimes takes several moments before he starts thinking clearly.And here I thought it took several years, perhaps a lifetime for the average man's intellect to kick in.

~ Karen Marie Moning

I looked from one to the other, and realized that Barrons and my dad were having one of those wordless conversations he and I have from time to time. Though the language was, by nature, foreign to me, I grew up in the Deep South where a man’s ego is roughly the size of his pickup truck, and women get an early and interesting education in the not-so-subtle roar of testosterone.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Men. Do they all evade as first line of defense?

~ Karen Marie Moning

Life took the strongest root with a little bit of rain and a whole lot of shit for fertilizer.

~ Karen Marie Moning

When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Barrons: He got upset it wouldn't shut up and tore its head off.Mac: The child? I gasped

~ Karen Marie Moning

Life is too hard, too much to handle. Nobody told me there’d be days like these. How could nobody tell me there’d be days like these? How could they let me grow up like that—happy and pink and stupid?

~ Karen Marie Moning

It's hard to say what makes the mind piece things together in a sudden lightning flash. I've come to hold the human spirit in the highest regard. Like the body, it struggles to repair itself. As cells fight off infection and conquer illness, the spirit, too, has remarkable resilience. It knows when it is harmed, and it knows she the harm is too much to bear. If it deems the injury too great, the spirit cocoons the wound, in the same fashion that the body forms a cyst around infection, until the time comes that it can deal with it.

~ Karen Marie Moning

One day you do meet a man who kisses you and you can't breathe around it and you realize you don't need air.

~ Karen Marie Moning

The wound you refuse to dress is one that will never heal. You gush lifeblood and never even know why. It will make you weak at a critical moment when you need to be strong.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Most people are good and occasionally do something they know is bad. Some people are bad and struggle every day to keep it under control. Others are corrupt to the core and don’t give a damn, as long as they don’t get caught. But evil is a completely different creature, Mac. Evil is bad that believes it’s good.

~ Karen Marie Moning

It's our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Don’t lose yourself in anger, Mac. It’s gasoline. You can burn it as fuel, or you can use it to torch everything you care about and end up standing on a scorched battlefield, with everybody dead, even you - only your body doesn’t have the good grace to quit breathing.

~ Karen Marie Moning

You both talk too much,” the kid says. “Shut up. Don’t make me tell you again.”We shut up, which I find hysterically funny.

~ Karen Marie Moning

I have studied humans for a small eternity. Intent infuses their every movement. Road maps to their inner navigation, plastered all over their skin. Born to be slaves.

~ Karen Marie Moning

I lay my head on his chest and listen to his heart beating, solid and sure.....he reads me so well. He's known about my emotional empathy since we were children. Nothing disturbs him...Few can lie to me... I don't know the truth, only that there is a lie. It takes a scrupulously honest man to love me. That's my Sean. We learned to trust each other completely before we were old enough to have learned suspicion.

~ Karen Marie Moning

In my experience, anybody besides your mom that feeds you is going to want something in exchange for it.

~ Karen Marie Moning

I'm the one who will always watch over you. Always be there to fuck you back to your senses when you need it, the one who will never let you die. I pull my shirt over my head and kick off my shoes. What more could a woman ask?

~ Karen Marie Moning

A lamb in a city of wolves.

~ Karen Marie Moning

She loves. And she doesn't know how to pull it back when you have to, because sometimes you sure as feck have to. Got to grab it up with both hands and pull it back before somebody turns into knives and uses it to cut you to pieces.

~ Karen Marie Moning

We stand strong, or we cower. We emerge victorious, tempered by our trials , or fractured by a permanent, damming fault line.

~ Karen Marie Moning

He had a come-and-get-me-baby-I'm-pure-trouble-and-you're-gonna-love-it kind of attitude.

~ Karen Marie Moning

When anything is possible, how do you choose?

~ Karen Marie Moning

Love hath no pride.

~ Karen Marie Moning

Anyone worth knowing breaks once. Once. No shame, no foul if you survive it. You did.

~ Karen Marie Moning