Richelle Mead Quotes

Anyone who takes a hit for Adrian Ivashkov deserves some credit.

Then it's settled," I said. "We'll do a dream conference call." That love and rapture faltered. "Wait. How is it settled? How did we go from me declaring my love for you to me being okay with a dream?" "It's Adrian Ivashkov logic. Don't try to understand it. Just roll with it.

It is curious to observe the triumph of slight incidents over the mind; and what incredible weight they have in forming and governing our opinions, both of men and things, that trifles light as air shall waft a belief into the soul, and plant it so immovable within it, that Euclid's demonstrations, could they be brought to batter it in breach, should not all have power to overthrow it!

If you argue with a madman, it is extremely probable that you will get the worst of it; for in many ways his mind moves all the quicker for not being delayed by the things that go with good judgment.

Also, I think I felt something come loose back there. I'm not trying to overreact or anything but I think it was my uterus. Honest. I think my uterus jiggled free. My uterus is just going to come out between my legs and I'm going to look like I'm walking around with an enormous load in my pants.

You try to sit down at approximately the same time every day. This is how you train your unconscious to kick in for you creatively. ... You put a piece of paper in the typewriter, or you turn on your computer and bring up the right file. ... You begin rocking, just a little at first, and then like a huge autistic child. ... Then your mental illnesses arrive at the desk like your sickest, most secretive relatives. And they pull up chairs in a semicircle around the computer, and they try to be quiet but you know they are there with their weird coppery breath, leering at you behind your back.

That's the way most everyone gets here. It's really quite simple: every time you decide something without having a good reason, you jump to Conclusions whether you like it or not. It's such an easy trip to make that I've been here hundreds of times.

She lived in fear of his shifting moods, his volatile temperament, his insistence on steering even mundane exchanges down a confrontational path that, on occasion, he would resolve with punches, slaps, kicks, and sometimes try to make amends for with polluted apologies, and sometimes not.

Logic never attracts men to the point of carrying them away.

Try to reason about love, and you will lose your reason.

Reason can be fought with reason. How are you going to fight the unreasonable? The trouble with you, my dear, and with most people, is that you don’t have sufficient respect for the senseless. The senseless is the major factor in our lives. You have no chance if it is your enemy.

People like that don't need a reason apart from "because I can". They have a nightmare and try to make it happen.

With so much chaos, someone will do something stupid. And when they do, things will turn nasty.

Not everything people did could be in a correct, logical order, especially when they were alone.

Nothing can be accomplished by logic and ethics.

Reason is the shepherd trying to corral life's vast flock of wild irrationalities.

Nothing doth so fool a man as extreme passion. This doth make them fools which otherwise are not, and show them to be fools which are so.

A crowd thinks in images, and the image itself calls up a series of other images, having no logical connection with the first...A crowd scarcely distinguishes between the subjective and the objective. It accepts as real the images invoked in its mind, though they most often have only a very distant relation with the observed facts....Crowds being only capable of thinking in images are only to be impressed by images.

A woman too often reasons from her heart; hence two-thirds of her mistakes and her troubles.

People had an illogical, self-serving rationale when it came to interpreting the behavior of others.

Artists are mystics rather than rationalists. They leap to conclusions that logic cannot reach.

Some people have a gift for stupidity, an almost mystic ability to withstand any form of logic.

All logical arguments can be defeated by the simple refusal to reason logically

To call everything that appears illogical, fantasy, fairy tale, or chimera would be practically to admit not understanding nature.

All thinking is done with the glands. Logic is added later to tidy things up.