# Laurell K. Hamilton

- Quotes: 31
- Author page: https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton

## Books

- [A Stroke Of Midnight](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/a-stroke-of-midnight.md) — 5 quotes
- [Danse Macabre](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/danse-macabre.md) — 3 quotes
- [Guilty Pleasures](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/guilty-pleasures.md) — 4 quotes
- [Incubus Dreams](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/incubus-dreams.md) — 11 quotes
- [Narcissus in Chains](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/narcissus-in-chains.md) — 2 quotes
- [The Harlequin](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/the-harlequin.md) — 1 quote
- [The Laughing Corpse](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/the-laughing-corpse.md) — 4 quotes
- [The Lunatic Cafe](https://www.leafyquotes.com/laurell-k-hamilton/the-lunatic-cafe.md) — 1 quote

## Recently added quotes

> Love is too precious to be ashamed of.

p. 105

> You cannot die of grief, though it feels as if you can. A heart does not actually break, though sometimes your chest aches as if it is breaking. Grief dims with time. It is the way of things. There comes a day when you smile again, and you feel like a traitor. How dare I feel happy. How dare I be glad in a world where my father is no more. And then you cry fresh tears, because you do not miss him as much as you once did, and giving up your grief is another kind of death.

p. 41

> That feeling of terrible emptiness when I touched him was like going into a house that you thought would be full of people you loved, only to find it empty, and even the furniture taken. You walk from room to room, hearing your footsteps echo on the naked floors. Your voice bounces back from the empty walls, where the lines of beloved photos still show like the line around a body at a crime scene. He was gone.

p. 40

> After a good, successful torture, she was as happy as I ever saw her. I guess everyone needed a hobby.

p. 357

> A flower may be beautiful all on its own, but a person is never truly beautiful unless someone's eyes show him that he is beautiful.

p. 147

> There's no one so self-righteous as someone policing someone else's morality.

p. 627

> No, really, Ronnie, it's good to share information when you know someone else is dating the lunarly challenged.

p. 197

> A person likes to think of himself in a certain way, and when something happens that makes that no longer possible, you mourn the old self. The person you thought you were.

p. 311

> Maybe God isn't the sex police, Richard. Sometimes I think Christians get all hung up on the sex thing because it's easier to worry about sex than to ask yourself, am I a good person? If as long as you don't have sex with a lot of people, that's easy. […] It makes it easy to be cruel, because as long as you're not fucking around, nothing you do can be that bad. Is that really all you think of God?

p. 391

> You ask yourself "What is love? Am I in love?", when what you should be asking is, "What is not love?", ma petite. What is it that this man does for you that is not done out of love?

p. 176

> Giving up something that no longer serves a purpose, or protects you, or helps you, isn't giving up at all, it's growing up.

p. 61

> "The idea of the feudal system is that the people on the top take care of the needs of those on the bottom, but I have seldom seen it work that way," Wicked said.
>
> "Yeah," I said, "it's like trickle-down economics; it only works if the people at the top are really good, decent people. The system is only as good as the people in power."

p. 250