Author of quotes: Laurel Hamilton. Page 4

His laughter subsided, face with sunglasses became unreadable. I didn't have to see his eyes I knew that they are cold and distant as a winter sky.

I cocked my head to the side, almost sauruses from the sun. Edward, of course, was in dark glasses. But it didn't matter, since his eyes rarely gave anything. Not about his eyes had me worried. Next to him I felt the weight of his gaze even through the dark glasses. He was able to look closely, this Edward.

She loved not really existing person, even if you relied on the most that neither is a real hand.

Afraid? Sex will reduce the fear.
Angry? Sex will calm you down.
Sad? Shatter from sex.
I'm addicted to sex, as on the needle? Maybe.

Everyone has their weaknesses. Who smokes, who collects penguins. If you keep quiet about mine, and I won't talk about yours.

"Yes" - lies light, easy, just one word.

I decided to believe that the truth is good, but started to realize that actually this is not good and not bad. The truth is just the truth. Much easier life was when I believed in black‑and-white Absolutes.

Some days I think that my desire to take care of everyone around me, here-here will drive me crazy. But I still try to deal with it. I do my best to help everyone, who had anything to do with my life, day by day. You can say the same about yourself, Richard? You're trying to take care of all who are involved in your fucking life every day?

Maybe it's that God - not the police, Richard. Sometimes I think Christians are too obsessed with the sexual aspect, it's easier to think about sex than to ask yourself, why live? If before you sleep with a lot of people, you default benefit. It's so easy. It's easy to think that once not fucking anyone, you're good. It's easier to be cruel, because as long as you don't act, you kind of clean. Because that's what you imagine the service of God?

Thinking about ritual music, most people think of drums, they have an Association with the heart rhythm, tides of blood. But not all rituals should remind us of the body. Some are created in order to hint at why the ritual is performed. Any ritual created by the heart in the name of deity. Well, maybe not every but almost every. We cry out: Hey, God, look at me, at us, we want you to like it. We are all children at heart and hope that daddy or mommy will love our gifts. Well, it happens, however, that mommy and daddy nature the more.

When reconciliation takes place, the most terrible grief talk without emotion, as if it happened to someone else. But even in humility, can tell about the past history, how about an interesting incident.

If you want to die a Martyr for the great ideas - let. I don't like it, but let. Just don't condemn the martyrdom of those who believes you. They are more expensive than any set of ideas.

- Life is a vile thing - I said with feeling.
And ends with death, - he finished for me Larry.

Doesn't make sense to worry about the worst outcome in advance.