Quotes About Gargoyles

#1. Between the journeymen, vampires crouched like monstrous gargoyles: hairless, corded with a tight network of steel-hard muscle, and smeared in lime-green and purple sunblock. Bubble-gum-tinted nightmares.

Ilona Andrews

#2. The point of feminism ... is to win women a wider range of experience. Feminism remains a pretty simple concept, despite repeated - and enormously effective - efforts to dress it up in greasepaint and turn its proponents into gargoyles.

Susan Faludi

#3. May giant circus elephants shit on your lawn. May bug-eyed gargoyles eat your young.

James Ellroy

#4. One legged veterans will greet the dawn, and they're whistling marches as they mow the lawn, and the gargoyles on sit and grieve.

Phil Ochs

#5. So much paperwork to read! So much paperwork to push away! So much paperwork to pretend he hadn't received and that might have been eaten by gargoyles.

Terry Pratchett

#6. In this toxic atmosphere, good intentions are eroding like the noses of stone gargoyles on cathedral peaks.

Peter Matthiessen

#7. Together he [Girolamo Savonarola] and his archenemy Lorenzo [de' Medici] would have been the stuff of gargoyles. One could almost imagine the diptych in which their profiles confronted each other, their noses as powerful as their personalities.

Sarah Dunant

#8. Do gargoyles really take their babies on flights?"
"Every chance we get." Hugh grinned. "In some clans, the parents toss 'em off a cliff."
She shuddered. "And there for a while I thought we were the worst parents ever.

Thea Harrison

#9. The rooftops of Ankh-Morpork sprouted a fine array of gargoyles even in normal times, but now they were alive with as ghastly an array of faces as ever were seen outside a woodcut about the evils of gin-drinking among the non-woodcut-buying classes.

Terry Pratchett

#10. There's nothing quite like the sight of two dozen half-naked octogenarians. We enter the stage of life as dolls and exit as gargoyles.

Anthony Marra

#11. And it has some weight, I mean, the whole history of the gargoyles, that's some wonderful stuff.

Keith David

#12. The saint maintains his piety through the graphic imagination of other people's vices. We thank him for it. The saint's impossible perfection allows us to go on being gargoyles while keeping our faith alive. We admire him for it. The saint's silence covers far more than our interpretations of it.

Ranjit Hoskote

#13. Talking gargoyles and prophecies in the sky. I am an old done man, grown giddy as a child again.

George R R Martin

#14. Birds nested among the gutters and eaves of Unseen University, although it was noticeable that however great the pressure on the nesting sites they never, ever, made nests in the invitingly open mouths of the gargoyles that lined the rooftops, much to the gargoyles' disappointment.

Terry Pratchett

#15. They, the women, were like the gargoyles, Mattie thought. Respected in words, but hidden from view of those who ran the city and managing to live in the darkness, in the secret interstices of life.

Ekaterina Sedia

#16. In our dreams the ageless perils, gargoyles, trials, secret helpers, and instructive figures are nightly still encountered; and in their forms we may see reflected not only the whole picture of our present case, but also the clue to what we must do to be saved.

Joseph Campbell

#17. Rain poured over its roofs and gurgled out of its gargoyles, although one or two of the more cunning ones had scuttled off to shelter among the maze of tiles.

Terry Pratchett

#18. In fact, I have never met anyone who didn't like Gargoyles.

Keith David

#19. Religious figures, gargoyles, and grotesques, she though, looked fine on Gothic cathedrals, but she'd always spent more time looking at the murals inside the buildings than the carvings outside.
So why did this one seem to have captured all her attention?

Christine Warren

#20. Nighttown, because the Pit's inverted, and the bottom of its bowl touches the sky, the sky that Nighttown never sees, sweating under its own firmament of acrylic resin, up where the Lo Teks crouch in the dark like gargoyles,

William Gibson

#21. My future lover will beat you with his walker, or maybe flap his rock wings to knock you out if you do. Don't Gargoyles have those?" "Damn

Laurann Dohner

#22. Even without seeing the crickets, grasshoppers, cicadas and katydids, we hear them shrilling in this season and trust that they're the tiny living gargoyles entomologists claim.

Diane Ackerman

#23. I've dreamed again of being in hell, vast cliffs with eyes, iron streets populated with gargoyles, half-dressed harpies, and in the streets chariots going of themselves, spitting the stench of pitch and sulphur

Michael Gruber

#24. Littlefinger: A trade envoy from Lys once observed to me that Lord Stannis must love his daughter very well, since he'd erected hundreds of statues of her all along the walls of Dragonstone.
Tyrion: My lord, those are gargoyles.

George R R Martin

#25. He was high up now, gazing across to where Montmartre itself gazed out over the city. He was swept along in the wind, admiring the twin steeples of Notre-Dame as he passed, along with the dogged, devilish gargoyles of St. Jacques.

Toby Barlow

#26. But Gargoyles, bar none, is the most fun I've ever had in life.

Keith David

#27. I was made to rule the darkness.

Rae Hachton

#28. Heat rose to her cheeks. The man made love to her one time, and already she couldn't wait to touch him again. He should be labeled a controlled substance to keep potential addicts like her safe from his influence.

Christine Warren

#29. Only in porn did people appear to need sex as badly as she needed it right that minute.

Christine Warren

#30. The wars not over, but this battle is. It's time to pick up the pieces and move forward.

Christine Warren

#31. The only thing I'm afraid of losing... is you.

Sara Humphreys

#32. She could sense the desire pouring off the man in front of her, and to be wanted so obviously, so fiercely, went to her head like moonshine. He made her feel like a goddess.
Provided goddesses got this horny.

Christine Warren

#33. So I'm not allowed to take responsibility for the whole world, but you are, huh?
Kees felt the corners of his mouth twitch and his heart squeeze and then melt ...
I am bigger, he growled.
And she laughed.

Christine Warren

#34. We get chased by orcs, I'm tripping you and running the other direction.

Danielle Monsch

#35. Why are you walking through the wood alone?

Lisa Carlisle

#36. She stretched beneath him, bare and aching, held captive by an entirely new form of magic, one she'd thought existed only in books and movies.

Christine Warren

#37. Ella squeezed, wringing a groan from his throat that echoed the torments of the damned. Usually, though, the damned didn't lean into the torment in a silent entreaty for more. Or so she assumed. She didn't think hell was likely to be kinky.

Christine Warren

#38. Well, here were the ugly facts. She had no mad-ninja-skillz to rely on and her family didn't know where she was. She didn't know where she was. The only way she was leaving was if this creature allowed it.

Danielle Monsch

#39. Make no mistake, little human. You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine.

Danielle Monsch

#40. Do I seem one who will not defend myself? You are her father, so I will make myself clear. Any who seek her harm I will kill. I will rip into them with claw and teeth and separate skin from bone from heart. An enemy, a friends, from within either of our Clans - it does not matter.

Danielle Monsch

#41. Dakota started laughing. You wouldn't have anything back there to help me tame a punk-rock wild child with a disdain for cowboys, would you?

Sara Humphreys

#42. Wynn picked up the note, unfolded it, and read aloud. 'Call Wynnie-the-Pooh. Out of salt. Important. Dig on Coleman, Garvey/CG Towers, Uncle Griffin. Paris. Bank for box.

Christine Warren

#43. Damn, girl. If I still breathed, I'd be suffocated by how much I want you.

Sara Humphreys

#44. You cannot give up. We are Gargoyle, and we are strong.

Faith Gibson

#45. You have a surprisingly logical mind, for a human. And a female. And a witch.

Christine Warren

#46. You are a spitfire of a woman, do you know that? You remind me of a horse that hasn't been broken yet. All skittish and full of wild energy."
"Are you for real?" Her jaw fell open. "Did you just compare me to a horse?

Sara Humphreys

#47. Why do you cry?"
"I almost lost you ... "
"You cannot lose me, not when you are part of me ...
You cannot lose has become part of you.

Christine Warren

#48. So this gargoyle you're looking for, she could imagine herself saying. It wouldn't happen to have freaky magical powers, or the ability to devour human souls, would it?

Christine Warren

#49. My name is Spar. I am neither called Rocky nor made of rock. I am a Guardian, one of those warriors who were summoned to battle against the Seven demons of the Darkness and to prevent their possible return to this human plane of existence. I consider the others of my kind to be my brothers.

Christine Warren

#50. It is often those who are despised and trampled on that bear up the weight of a whole nation.

John Owen

#51. Even now, as a vampire, the fear of addiction ruled her world.
Would she ever be free?

Sara Humphreys

#52. She tore her eyes from his abs and gave in to the temptation to look further down. Over his kilt her eyes wandered and stopped, speculating on the promising bulge beneath the blue tartan.
"Hope you like what you see...

Lisa Carlisle

#53. She pushed his massive chest, which was as effective as if she pushed granite. "What are you made of, bloody stone?"
He chuckled, eyes full of mirth. "Sometimes.

Lisa Carlisle

#54. Dakota pulled a lollipop out of his pocket before quickly unwrapping it and popping it into his mouth.
What kind of vampire sucks on human candy?

Sara Humphreys

#55. He wanted to claim her, to possess her and be possessed, to sink into her soul until neither of them could tell their own being from the other.

Christine Warren

#56. There has always been Darkness, just as there has always been Light. Neither can ever be completely destroyed, only driven away or contained, because neither can exist without the other. Without Darkness, there is no Light, and vice versa.

Christine Warren

#57. I'm consumed with thoughts of you. Have you bewitched me?

Lisa Carlisle

#58. Crouching in position posing in perfect posture
On the rooftop of a gothic cathedral sits a monster

Justin Bienvenue

#59. Still shuddering, he collapsed atop her on a long, strangled groan. It sounded as if someone had just wrung out his soul.
Ella knew precisely how he felt.

Christine Warren

#60. She didn't know if she wanted to fight him or fuck him.

Sara Humphreys

#61. She tilted her head to glare up at him. "There you go with the 'little witch' thing again. What did I tell you about that?"
Knox grinned unrepentantly. "What can I say? You have bewitched me.

Christine Warren

#62. Wynn really hoped the squeal that followed her announcement came from Ella, because if Kees had made that sound, she feared for his testicles.

Christine Warren

#63. A Guardian lover is the last thing you need, Wynn Myfanwy, she told herself sternly.
Too bad it was the very first thing she wanted.

Christine Warren

#64. The Gould viewed female Wardens in the same light as demonic minions and the Ebola virus
such things might exist in the world, but virtue and good hygiene would probably be enough to keep them at bay.

Christine Warren

#65. I do not doubt your intellectual or spiritual equality with me, mate. When I saw you belong to me, it is only because I belong so utterly to you, as well.

Christine Warren

#66. This woman was consuming him, bit by bit. She was becoming the reason and the reward of his existence, and if he did not shield himself, everything he did not have to give would belong to her.

Danielle Monsch

#67. I should tell you something about what happens after I play."
"What's that?"
He pulled her back into his arms. "I get excited...

Lisa Carlisle