Dead Witch Walking Quotes
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“Most of the upper management of I.S. were undead. I always thought it was because the job was easier if you didn't have a soul.”
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“Ivy turned. 'He bit you on the neck?' she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. 'Oh, then it's got to be love. She won't let me bite her neck.”
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“You think my kids just popped out of the ground?”
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“Making a spell is easy. It's trusting you did it right that's hard.”
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“You bet your Grannie's Panties I will.”
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“Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.”
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“I sighed. I hated the maze of bureaucracy with a passion, but I've found the best way to deal with it is to smile and act stupid. That way, no one gets confused.”
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“Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.”
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“Double damn. I was a harlot. I was a freaking vampire hussy.”
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“Tink's a Disney whore' - Jenks”
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“You can trust me to keep my word. I always keep my word, promises or threats.”
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“Ivy shook her head with a look of disgust. "So you got caught. Big freaking deal. They knew who Rachel was, and you don't see her whining over it."
Actually, I had thrown my tantrum on the way home, which might have accounted for the odd noise Francis's car was making when I left it in the mall parking lot in the shade of a tree.
Jenks darted to hover three inches before Ivy's nose. His wings were red in anger. "You have a gardener trap you in a glass ball and see if it doesn't give you a new outlook on life, Little Miss Merry Sunshine."
My bad mood slipped away as I watched a four-inch pixy confront a vamp.”
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Actually, I had thrown my tantrum on the way home, which might have accounted for the odd noise Francis's car was making when I left it in the mall parking lot in the shade of a tree.
Jenks darted to hover three inches before Ivy's nose. His wings were red in anger. "You have a gardener trap you in a glass ball and see if it doesn't give you a new outlook on life, Little Miss Merry Sunshine."
My bad mood slipped away as I watched a four-inch pixy confront a vamp.”
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“I'm going back!" I shouted, standing to put some distance between us in case I was yanking her chain too hard and she came after me. "I'll show him," I said, waving an arm. "I'll sneak in. I'll steal his freaking glasses and mail them back to him in a freaking birthday card!”
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“People are motivated by three things, Rachel. Love …” A red marker clattered in with the rest. “Revenge …” A black one landed next to it. “And power,” she finished, tossing in a green one. “Trent has enough money to buy all three.”
“You forgot one,” I said, wondering if I should just keep my mouth shut. “Family.”
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“You forgot one,” I said, wondering if I should just keep my mouth shut. “Family.”
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“Student food." His eyes went to the tomato on the sill. "Whatever's in the refrigerator over pasta.”
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“This is a witchocracy, not a democracy. Clear?”
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“Slicker than snot on a door handle.”
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“I took a breath, seeing from across the room the rain on his eyelashes. A sudden need to brush them free filled me. I could almost feel the dampness of the rain on my fingers, how soft it would feel.”
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“I would have sworn fairies were too big to fit into a frog’s mouth.”
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“Rachel… I can still smell me thick on you. You’re like a big chocolate-chip cookie sitting all alone on an empty table. And when you get all agitated, it’s as if you just came out of the oven, all warm and gooey. I haven’t had a cookie in three years. Could you just calm down so you don’t smell so damn good?”
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“I really didn’t have a choice. It wasn’t as if Kotex made a pad for this kind of a thing.”
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“Bug?” Jenks shouted, incensed. “You sack of sweat stink. I’ve got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you’re better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you?”
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“Everything was going too well. Something had to be wrong.”
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“All right, all right! Don’t lose your panties. No, wait. You don’t have any, do you?”
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“I glanced at the pain charms draped around my neck, thinking I looked like a drunken prostitute at Mardi Gras.”
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“Ticked, I looked across the street to the Starbucks catering to uptown snits who needed sixty different ways to brew a bean in order to not be happy with any of them.”
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“Jenks made a face as he levered himself up on the sill. “Much as I enjoy this horrific outpouring of estrogen, I’m going to go say good-bye to my wife. Let me know when you’re ready. I’ll be in the garden—probably next to the stink weed.”
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“On the far side of the human graves. Pink wings in the lowering moon as the earth slipped ’round her silver light. They reached our wall. Our lines were strung. We held our land. What’s said is done.”
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“What is it you want?”
My heart pounded at his promise of freedom. I followed his gaze to my hands and the dirt under my nails. “You,” I said.”
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My heart pounded at his promise of freedom. I followed his gaze to my hands and the dirt under my nails. “You,” I said.”
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