Laurell K. Hamilton Quotes

I get angry when people push people around.

If you see a man kiss me, I better be in my casket.

I'd like to find whoever taught the Stump that extra work builds character and push him down the stairs," Neal told Kel at lunch.

I don’t understand hate. I’ve seen its power. I’ve known its wrath. I’ve even felt it coursing through my veins, pushing me on. But I don’t know where it comes from or why it lasts, how it can take hold in some people and grow.

Sorry for hurting you, she said right in my ear, but it wasn't really an apology, because you don't bite someone's earlobe to tell them you're sorry.

The shackles and the chains, the violence and aggression, the pettiness and scorn, the jealousy and hatred, the tempest and discord.

Her violence frightened me. She always claimed that I was the jealous one, and I was often jealous, but when I saw things working against me I simply became disgusted and withdrew. Lydia was different. She reacted. She was the Head Cheerleader at the Game of Violence.

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

I saw you walking with your other man today. If I catch you one more time, I'm gonna blow you both away.

If I even imagined someone talking to my husband too close, I would beat the crap out of them.

I don't think anybody should ever touch anybody in anger, ever.

Somebody hits me, I'm going to hit him back. Even if it does look like he hasn't eaten in a while.

I accused a woman of doing something behind my back when I knew that she hadn't, just to see if she loved me.

Are these the Americans? People remain silent and placate the Americans. By God, they only deserve scorn. We slaughtered them yesterday and we will continue to slaughter them.

Above all things, I must not get angry. If I do get angry I knock all the teeth out of the mouth of the poor wretch who has angered me.

I've told Billy if I ever caught him cheating, I wouldn't kill him because I love his children and they need a dad. But I would beat him up. I know where all of his sports injuries are.

My attitude toward men who mess around is simple: If you find 'em, kill 'em.

If anything changes shape or takes off without me, I'll come after you and kill you. I'm too type A.

As far as I'm concerned, love means fighting, big fat lies, and a couple of slaps across the face.

It is the privilege of those who fear love to murder those who do not fear it!

People try constantly to use me, and I hate it.

Why don't you bring your face up here and let me punch it? Then you can tell me (if I'm stronger).

I don't go to clubs and stuff like that, so I don't have to put up with it in there. And normally, because obviously I could hurt somebody, and if I look at it that way, I have to back off.

Indulge not thyself in the passion of anger; it is whetting a sword to wound thine own breast, or murder thy friend.

I used to get into a lot of fights.