Kelley Armstrong Quotes

You guys should be ashamed of yourselves. You all should be spanked for this.

If you ever keep [Vice President] Hubert [Humphrey] waiting again, I'll kick your ass down that hall.

Holy shit. Sons of bitches – I wouldn’t have seen them. They don’t deserve it. They don’t deserve it. Ill tell you this, they are never – I’m surprised that we really have – who did this?... The Ivy League presidents? Oh, I wont let those sons of bitches ever in this white house again. Never. Never. None of them. They’re finished. The Ivy League schools are finished. My God-.

To correct senseless people, the sword has to be taken up.

You never want to be on the receiving end of Donald Trump being disappointed in you.

If they're acting like a dog, sometimes you're forced to treat people like dogs.

Well, as much as I love kicking asses and taking names, it's way past curfew for you three"- Arriane

[...]if you talk any more flummery to me, Frederica, I shall give you one of my—er—icy set-downs!”(Alverstoke)

Listen to me, convict. I have not traveled all this way to listen to your war stories. So shut your trap before I shut it for you. Commander Julius Root

and standing before me a bloodied bottle of Absolut in her hand, is Mrs. Allington, her pink jogging suit drenched, her chest heaving, her eyes filled with contempt as she stared down at Rachel's prone body. Mrs. Allington shakes her head. "I'm a size twelve," she says.

Are you defending Marcie?” He shook his head. “I don’t need to. She handled herself. You, on the other hand…” I pointed at the door. “Out.

Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.

Now stand in the corner, and think about what you've done!

They who study mankind with a whip in their hands will always go wrong.

Sweetheart, wake up; you've destroyed the house and I need you to suffer for it.

When we got to the moron who was sitting in the only path to the stairway, Adam caught my waist and lifted me over before stepping over the man himself. “Scott?” Adam said as we headed upstairs. “Yeah?” “Unless someone shoots you, skins you, and throws the results on the floor, I don’t want to see you lying in the walkway again.” “Yessir!

No, nothing,' said Dumbledore, and a great sadness filled his face. 'The time is long gone when I could frighten you with a burning wardrobe and force you to make repayment for your crimes. But I wish I could, Tom... I wish I could.

And next to Allie, the screamer, once more reminded of his job, began to wail in Allie's ear. Reflexively Allie clapped her hand over his mouth. "That," she said, "is totally uncalled for. Don't do that again. Ever." The screamer looked at her with worried eyes. "Are we clear on this subject?" said Allie. The screamer nodded and she removed her hand. "Can I scream a little?" he asked. "No," said Allie. "Your screaming days are over." "Darn." And he was quiet thereafter.

Stop playing verbal games with me, madam, or I shall go out into that ballroom, find your mother, and bring her here

Fury snorted. "You're the leader, Vane. Lead.

I flipped the good doctor the bird. Snorting, Gideon caught my hand and pulled me back down the hall. "What is it with you and giving people the finger?" "What? It's a classic.

One of these days... One of these days... Pow! Right in the kisser!

That is the second time you have spoken out of turn, Miss Granger,” said Snape coolly. “Five more points from Gryffindor for being an insufferable know-it-all.

Scolding must be very, very fun, otherwise children would be allowed to do it. It is not because children don’t have what it takes to scold. You need only three things, really. You need time, to think up scolding things to say. You need effort, to put these scolding things in a good order, so that the scolding can be more and more insulting to the person being scolded. And you need chutzpah, which is a word for the sort of show-offy courage it takes to stand in front of someone and give them a good scolding, particularly if they are exhausted and sore and not in the mood to hear it.