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Nothing helps you sleep at night so much as being absolutely certain that you're right, and everyone else is evil.

Well I wasn't going to die. You didn't die of a broken heart, it just felt like you were going to. I knew from personal experience that if you just kept moving, acting as if you weren't bleeding inside you didn't die, and eventually you stopped wanting to.

[Talking to friend Veronica, Anita Blake worries she may be pregnant.]

Ronnie: I could ask, who's the father, but that's just creepy. If you are, then it's this little tiny, microscopic lump of cells. It's not a baby. It's not a person, not yet.

Anita: We'll have to disagree on that one.

Ronnie: You're pro-choice.

Anita: Yep, I am, but I also believe that abortion is taking a life. I agree women have the right to choose, but I also think that it's still taking a life.

Ronnie: That's like saying you're pro-choice and pro-life. You can't be both.

Anita: I'm pro-choice because I've never been a fourteen-year-old incest victim pregnant by her father, or a woman who's going to die if the pregnancy continues, or a rape victim, or even a teenager who made a mistake. I want women to have choices, but I also believe that it's a life, especially once it's big enough to live outside the womb.

I stepped out of the car on the rat king's arm, like a trophy wife--except for the wrist sheaths and the two folding knives hidden in my clothing. Somehow I think trophy wives wear more makeup and less cutlery. But, Hey, I haven't met a trophy wife, maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they know what I know, that the true way to a man's heart is six inches of metal between his ribs. Sometimes four inches will do the job, but to be really sure, I like to have six. Funny how phallic objects are always more useful the bigger they are. Anyone who tells you size doesn't matter has been seeing too many small knives.

I could almost smell her fear... Why did it bother me so much? Because she and I were the only women here, and we had to be better than the men. Braver, quicker, whatever. It was a rule for playing with the big boys.

We hate most in others what we dislike in ourselves.

People are supposed to fear the unknown, but ignorance is bliss when the knowledge is so damn frightening.

I have been a slave. But at least in all that time I knew my own heart. I knew what I truly thought even as I did what they wanted, whatever it took to get what I wanted from them.

I have a sense of comfortableness in love; it isn't grand sweeping passions that I expected to feel.

The only people who ever prize purity of ignorance are those who profit from a monopoly on knowledge.

Knowledge is just opinion that you trust enough to act upon.

If only we were wiser or better people perhaps the gods would explain the mad, unbearable things they do.