Quotes from Burning Alive

“I didn't mean to push your psycho button.”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“If you hurt her I'll make you pay. I may be old, but that doesn't mean I can't make you suffer."

"Damn right. You've got the AARP on your side.”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“The only guarantee we are given when we are born is that we will die.”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“Well, hell,” muttered Drake. “Do you do that to all the human women?”

“No. Usually they’ve already started taking off their clothes by now. She’s beginning to hurt my feelings.”

“We need to get you a paper bag or a giant scar or something.”

“Yeah,” said the man, his tone dry. “I’ll get right to work on that”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“Handles. That’s all he could think when he saw them. The woman had braided handles into her hair, just begging a man to grab them and guide her head where he wanted it to go. Surely she had to realize that.”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“Go back to your wife....you man whore!" Shouted the old woman, raising her walker for another strike.”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“Awh hell," muttered Drake, "do you do that to all the human women?"
"No, usually they've started taking their clothes off by now. She's beginning to hurt my feelings." (Logan)
"We need to get you a paper bag or a scar or something. (Drake)
"Yeah," he said in a dry tone. "I'll get right to work on that."
(Helen spellbound-meeting Logan the Vampire for the first time)”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

“That meal replacement bar she’d eaten during the drive was considering its chances for escape so it wouldn’t have to go down there with her.”
― Shannon K. Butcher, quote from Burning Alive

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― Michael Grant, quote from Plague

“There would be a price... But if you were worried about the price, then why were you in the shop?”
― Terry Pratchett, quote from Equal Rites

“Books are a form of magic—” the doctor lifted the volume he had just laid on the stack, “—because they span time and distance more surely than any spell or charm.”
― Tad Williams, quote from The Dragonbone Chair

“To an artist a metaphor is as real as a dollar.”
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