Richelle Mead Quotes


Type: Novelist

Born: November 12, 1976, Michigan, United States


Richelle Mead is a New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of urban fantasy books for both adults and teens. Originally from Michigan, Richelle now lives in Seattle, Washington where she works on her three series full-time: "Georgina Kincaid", "Dark Swan", and "Vampire Academy".

Richelle Mead Quotes

Do you think I'm pretty?
I think you're beautiful
You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.

What was love, really? Flowers, chocolate, and poetry? Or was it something else? Was it being able to finish someone's jokes? Was it having absolute faith that someone was there at your back? Was it knowing someone so well that they instantly understood why you did the things you did - and shared those same beliefs?

Wait. You think I'm going to die? That's why you slept with me?

I'll find you. There is no place in this world you can hide from me. I'm watching.
Love, Dimitri

I don't care if you say we can't be together. I don't care if you think I'm the most evil, unnatural creature walking on earth. You can think whatever you want, go whatever you want. I'm going to just go on loving you, even if it's hopeless.

Don’t take the high ground and assume you already know what you’ll do. The truth is, when it comes to someone you love, you’ll find there isn’t anything you won’t do.

I’d said it before and meant it: Alive or undead, the love of my life was a badass.

Only a true best friend can protect you from your immortal enemies.

Yeah? Can you draw a skeleton riding a motorcycle with flames coming out of it? And I want a pirate hat on the skeleton. And a parrot on his shoulder. A skeleton parrot. Or maybe a ninja skeleton parrot? No, that would be overkill. But it'd be cool if the biker skeleton could be shooting some ninja throwing stars. That are on fire.

A gun. I had been brought down by a gun. It was practically comical. Cheaters, I thought.

Relax, having kids is years away. But can you imagine? Your brains, my charm, our collective good looks... then add in the usual physical abilities dhampirs get.

It's really not even fair to everyone else.

If not for me being stoned and clinging to a taco, it would have been terribly romantic.

She was right about something else too," Dimitri said after a long pause. My back was to him, but there was a strange quality to his voice that made me turn around.
"What's that?" I asked.
"That I do still love you."
With that one sentence, everything in the universe changed.

I'm backing down now. I really do love you. That's why I'm doing this.

But when I touch you, your aura … it smolders. The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why? Why, Sydney?” He used that hand to pull me closer. “Why do you react that way if I don’t mean anything to you?” There was a desperation in his voice, and it was legitimate.

The center will hold.”

“How do you know?”

“Because we are the center.

Centrum permanebit.

Because I’ve got a lot more terms of endearment to use. Honey pie. Sugarplum. Bread pudding."

“Why are they all high-calorie foods?

Well, you can think what you want, so long as you remember - no matter how ordinary things seem between us - I'm still here, still in love with you, and care about you more than any other guy, evil or otherwise, ever will.

I know I’m not supposed to say this, but I love you.

He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew.

Everything about her has to do with me.

I realized I’m in love. It's always been right in front of me.

Love fades. Mine has.

I’m not a warrior or a goddess,” I said at last.

Adrian leaned closer. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re both.

I don't care," said Seth. "I would have done it. I would have sold my soul for you. You and me...I told you. Something's always going to keep us near each other...even if we aren't together.

No matter how long or how difficult, we will undo whatever that Moroi boy has done to you."

I managed a wavering smile, tasting blood in my mouth. "You sure about that, Dad? Because he's done everything to me.

My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my neck. He kept going until he reached the bottom of the dress’s V-neck. I let out a small gasp, and he kissed all around the neckline, just enough to tease.

How we love others is affected by how we love ourselves, and for the first time in a long time, I was whole.

‎She didn't understand what it was like to be filled with a love so strong that it made your chest ache - a love you could only feel and not express. Keeping love buried was a lot like keeping anger pent up, I'd learned. It just ate you up inside until you wanted to scream or kick something.

Sex had been amazing, but it wasn't a magical cure for everything. Damn. Somewhere along the way, I'd picked up common sense.

You look too pretty to be useful."

"Truer words were never spoken.

I just rely on natural talent," said Adrian, strolling up to the start of the Dragon's Lair. "When you have such a wealth of it to draw from, the danger comes from having too much.

Do you love him?"
There were only a few people in the world who could ask me such insanely personal questions without getting punched. Dimitri was one of them.

How do you feel right now?"
"I hurt like hell."
"You'll feel worse tomorrow."
"So, better get a jump on this while you still feel...not as bad."
"What kind of logic is that?" I retorted.

Things on the essential list: vodka, Nine Inch Nails, a steady supply of mortal men, and an all-purpose bitchy attitude.

You might not believe this, but there is no one like her at this school."

"Oh I believe it," I said, thinking back to the time Angeline had forgotten her locker's combination and tried to get into it with an axe.

No one was really sure where she'd gotten it from.

It was a lame excuse, and I knew that wasn't the reason he was canceling. If he wanted to avoid me, I would have preferred he made up something about how he and the other guardians had to up Moroi security or practice top-secret ninja moves.

Oh... Adrian, I've got one more favor to ask you. A big one."

"Fondue?" he asked hopefully.

You did not just say that. I have a feeling we're on the verge of hugging and coming up with cute nicknames for each other.

It was impossible to get the Dimitri and Tasha thing out of my head, but at least packing and getting ready made sure I didn't devote 100 percent of my brain power to him. More like 95 percent.

You used nunchucks on a moose?"
Wolfe got a haunted look in his eyes. "I used all sorts of things on that bastard.

Sydney spent a lot of time on my bed these days.
Unfortunately, it wasn't with me.

Adrian was easily distractible by wacky topics and shiny objects.

Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can't drive a stick? There are dozens of cars-new cars-that have automatic transmission. It'd be a million times easier."
Adrian shrugged. "I like the color. It matches my living room.

That's ridiculous." Especially the part about Christian being manly.

Even now, despite Angeline's watchfulness, she'd occasionally oscillate between random topics, like how shepherd's pie wasn't a pie at all and why it was pointless for her to take class in typing when technology would eventually develop robot companions to do it for us.

You can't save everyone, though God knows you try.

This college would probably have the same problem as the last one did."
I frowned, "What's that?"

Life, unfortunately, doesn't seem to care what we want.

Things die. But they don't always stay dead. Believe me, I know.

I've heard that the soul often recognizes truth when it hears it, even if the mind does not.

I shot up,now as angry and frusterated as him.I had a feeling if i stayed, we'd both snap. In and undertone, I murmured,"this isnt over.i won't give up on you."
" I've given up on you,"he said back,voice also soft. "Love fades. Mine has.

You can't force love, I realized. It's there or it isn't. If it's not there, you've got to be able to admit it. If it is there, you've got to do whatever it takes to protect the ones you love.

Sometimes you wake up from a dream. Sometimes you wake up in a dream. And sometimes, every once in a while, you wake up in someone else's dream.

If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you.

Well, that depends, I suppose. I heard someone once say that men dance the same way they have sex. So, if you want everyone here to think you're the kind of guy who just sits around and - "
He stood up. "Let's dance.

I get in that kind of situation all the time, Comrade. It's not a big deal." Anger replaced my fear. I didn't like being treated like a child.
"Stop calling me that. You don't even know what you're talking about."
"Sure I do. I had to do a report on the R.S.S.R. last year.

But I couldn't help myself, couldn't help the way I felt as I recalled the bliss and rush of a vampire's bite.

Vampires. Honestly, they're like children sometimes.

Smiling, I cut across the quadrangle toward the commons. I felt better about life than I had in a very long time. We could do this, Lissa and me. We could do this together.

What were you thinking?" I demanded once we were moving to the music. I was trying to ignore his hands. "Do you know how much trouble you may have gotten me in?"
Adrian grinned. "Nah. They all feel bad for you. You'll achieve martyrdom after dancing with a mean, wicked vampire. Job security with the Alchemists.

Aubrey, crouching on a nearby counter, watched me with squinty eyes, apparently pondering why anyone would willingly immerse themselves in water ever, let alone for extended periods of time.

I wished the kiss could have gone on forever. Breaking the embrace, he ran a few fingers through my hair and down my cheek. He stepped back toward the door.

"I'll see you later, Roza"

"At our next practice?" I asked. "We are starting those up again, right? I mean, you still have things to teach me."

"Yes. Lots of things.

Love fades, mine has.
~Dimitri Belikov~

It does. This is how it should have been anyway.' I caught my breath as he kissed my neck, teeth grating my skin. 'And I'll take back what's mine.

And after a while...I mean, how do you choose? Who gets to live? Part of life is that...well, some people have to die. My powers aren't a prescription you can get filled as needed.

God might work on mysterious ways, but hell worked on efficient ones.

I had a standing agreement with god. I'd agree to believe in him, barely, so long as he let me sleep in on Sundays.

Seth's quote from his book:
"And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God and I'd get Him to swap our places"
-"Running up that Hill" by Kate Bush

What hope is there?" I asked. "If even angels fall, what hope is there for the rest of us?

For every bad thing in life, there are more good things to tip the balance.

Did you see that dress?” "I saw the dress.” "Did you like it?” He didn't answer. I took that as a yes. "Am I going to endanger my reputation if I wear it to the dance?” When he spoke, I could barely hear him. "You'll endanger the school.” I smiled and fell asleep.

You…you got rid of that dress fast," I pointed out between heavy breaths. "I thought you liked it."
"I do like it," he said. His breathing was as heavy as mine. "I love it."
And then he took me to the bed.

A ghostly smile flickered across his face. "If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around."
"Funny, I feel that way about you too." He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.

Adrian, I'm on a date. Why are you here? On my car?

She says you're not awake until you're actually out of bed and standing up.

What's that?" he asked, when I stood beside him again.

"Halos," I said with a grin. "For heavenly creatures like us."

"That might be a stretch.

Wow. What'd he do to deserve that? Rescue orphans from a burning building? If so, you might want to make sure he didn't set the building on fire in the first place.

Too bad. Family members hit you by accident. Psychopathic whores tend to come back for more.

Are you in a suit?' I managed at last, my voice choking up. 'You didn’t have to dress up for me.'

'Quiet, Sage,' he said. 'I’ll make the hilarious one-liners during this daring rescue.

What do you think Dimitri? Is this a good idea, Dimitri? Please give us your blessing so that we can fall down and worship you, Dimitri.

This isn't a Christmas special! This is my life. In the real world, miracles and goodness just don't happen.

I certainly hadn't expected to walk away from today's trip with joint custody of a miniature dragon.

So they finally gave you the license to kill, about time.

He'd barely seen me coming, and despite the horribleness of what I'd just done, I kind of wished one of my instructors had been there to grade me on such an awesome performance.

Somehow, Sydney had an internal clock that told her when time was up. I think it was part of her inherent ability to keep track of a hundred things at once. Not me. In these moments, my thoughts were usually focused on getting her shirt off and whether I’d get past the bra this time. So far, I hadn’t.

Stick." I said in Russian. I had no clue what the word for stake was. I pointed at the silver ring I wore and made a slashing motion. "Stick. where?"

He stared at me in utter confusion and then asked in perfect English, "why are you talking like that?

Setting out around midnight, I couldn't help shaking my head, "We're the goddamned hottest vampire hunters ever." I muttered.

Your... Your aura. It's... amazing. It's shining. I mean, it always shines, but today... Well I've never seen anything like it. I didn't expect that after everything that happened.'

I shifted around uncomfortably. If I lit up around Dimitri normally, what on earth happened to my aura post-sex?

Hope implies that you think you have a chance at something.

Tradition or not, I sometimes thought putting children on an old guy’s lap was already creepy enough. We didn’t need to mix alcohol into it.

The rage that had expolded inside me diffused. I didn't know where it had come from. I had a short temper and often acted impulsively,but this had been intense and ugly even for me. Weird.

You're better than this. Better than whatever it is you're going to do now.

Just friends, just friends. Standing there in the bookstore, watching Seth walk away, I half wondered how anyone could still use that line. But I knew why, of course. It was used because people still believed it. Or at least they wanted to.

But what are loyalty and caring really worth?"
"To me? Everything.

Was Deirdre right about me purposely wanting relationships that were impossible?

The book's always better than the movie.

Are you kidding? He's arrogant, sarcastic, likes to intimidate people, and - oh." Okay. Maybe she had a point.

Let me get this straight. The future of our relationship hinged on advice from a fifteen-year-old girl, a probably untrue story from a one-eyed Chihuahua trainer, and me unromantically - yet skillfully - kissing you on top of silverware and china?

Ah,well," Said Abe, idly studying his fingertips. "I have it on good authority there's going to be a new 'gate' opening up soon over on the south side of the wall."
The truth dawned on me. "Oh lord. You're the one who's been doling out C4."
"You make it sound so easy," He said with a frown. "That stuffs hard to get a hold of.

I couldn't remember the cats' names any better than the dogs'. Four of them were named after the Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and all I could really recall was that Famine ironically weighed about thirty pounds.

Truly," remarked Nandi as we entered a darkened tunnel, "it is amazing that you have not died yet, mistress." "Well, hang in there. The night is young.

Finn crossed his arms and glared at Volusian. It was kind of a bold move, considering Finn looked like a cartoon character and Volusian looked like he ate the souls of small children. For all I knew, he probably did.

She didn't look like a Willow Queen. Of course, I'm not sure what exactly I expected - maybe something akin to Glinda the Good Witch. But this woman looked like Surfer Girl Barbie.

Polly Hall was thirteen but wore enough makeup to rival a 40-year-old whore.

Of course, some might argue that one can never know what's in the heart of a woman - For they are strange and mysterious creatures,and a man must be a mind reader if he ever wishes to make them happy.

It's a fact that people are afraid of what they don't understand. And most are too lazy or ignorant to find out more.

We fell into silence, both of us keeping our own secrets of what we'd suffered in the other's absence. I wondered if we were trying to protect each other or simply didn't want to admit to our own fears and weaknesses.

The greatest and most powerful revolutions often start very quietly, hidden in the shadows. Remember that.

Considering Adrian had once gotten bored while reading while reading a particularly long menu, I had a hard time imagining he'd read the Hugo book in any language.

She might be unarmed, but Rose Hathaway was in possession of many weapons.

She is mine, and I am hers.

But all I could see was her. No skill of mine, no artist anywhere, could’ve immortalized how gorgeous she was. It was impossible to believe she’d ever had any doubts about her body. The firelight shone on her skin, golden and perfect, making her look like some radiant goddess of legend. I wanted to kneel before her and offer eternal obedience.

Except, now that I don’t have a car, I can’t really make good on my birthday promise.”

Sydney thought about it for several moments. “Well. I’ve got a car.”

An hour later, I vowed I’d never make fun of that Mazda again.

Sex and battle were each dangerous in their own ways.

Art doesn't have to make sense, little dhamphir. Besides, I'm supposed to be crazy, right?

Sometimes it's worth lingering on the journey for a while before getting to the destination.

The greatest changes in history have come because people were able to shake off what others told them to do.

Until now, you have always lived your life alone. Every decision you’ve made has been for you and you alone. Now, and for the rest of your days, your life will be tied to another’s. Every decision you make will be for both of you. What one does affects the other. You are a family, a team … inseparable and unbreakable.

Did you pick that out?" I asked Dimitri. Honestly, I would have expected him to bend a piece of steel with his bare hands and present her with that.

Hey, if you'd wanted to avoid 'this,' you shouldn't have lured me last night. Now it's too late. You might as well avoid the long, drawn-out pain and get it over with quickly. Sort of like taking off a Band-Aid. Or cutting off a limb."

"Wow, who says there's no romance left in the world?

Staring into the mirror, I was surprised to see a haunted look in my brown eyes. There was pain there, pain and loss that even the nicest dress and makeup couldn't hide.

I tried desperately to put my thoughts into the forms of prayers, but I didn't know how. If God was real, I figured He was powerful enough to know what I wanted without me actually saying the right words.

I took a deep breath. "Are you free tonight?"

There was a long, pregnant pause. "What about the man in the dream?" he finally asked. "There is no man in the dream.

If I had learned anything in my life about love, it was that they were tenous things that could end at any moment. Caution was essential-but not at the cost of risking your life

I don’t believe in soul mates, not exactly. I think it’s ridiculous to think that there’s only one person out there for us. What is your ‘soul mate’ lives in Zimbabwe? What is he dies young? I also think ‘two souls becoming one’ is ridiculous. You need to hold onto yourself.

There was a lot of apologizing going on, but I realized that was how it was with people you cared about. You forgave each other and moved on.

Poor Martin. Geek or no, committing his soul to eternal damnation was a helluva price to pay for six minutes.

So...Mason, Eddie, and Mia went to Spokane to hunt Strigoi?"
"Holy shit. Why didn't you go with them? Seems like something you'd do."
I resisted the urge to smack him. "Because I'm not insane! But I'm going to go get them before they do something even stupider.

Love is a flame in the dark. A breath of warmth on a winter's night. A star that guides you home.

Good God. Men everywhere.

There was so much testosterone in the air, I felt like I needed a gas mask.

He sighed and then focused his eyes right on me. It was like drowning, drowning in seas of green. There was nothing in the world except for those eyes.
"I want to kiss you, Rose," he said softly. "And I want you to want me too.

Wow,” said Adrian. He sat down on the bed and tested its bounciness, giving it a nod of approval. “This is amazing. What do you think, buttercup?”

“I have no words,” I said honestly.

He patted the spot beside him. “Want to try it out?

It's okay," I said soothingly. "You're just getting your stride back. Once you're up to full power, I'll go crack a rib or something so we can test it."
She groaned. "The horrible part is that I don't think you're joking.

Are you sleepwalking?' A voice asked behind me.
"I was testing dorm security," I said. "It sucks.

I wasn't fooled. He was avoiding looking at me. "There's nothing to talk about."
"I knew you'd say that. Actually, it was a toss-up between that and 'I don't know what you're talking about.'"
Dimitri sighed.

Do not do that again," he said stiffly.
"Don't kiss me back then," I retorted.
He stared at me for what seemed like forever. "I don't give 'Zen lessons' to hear myself talk. I don't give them because you're another student. I'm doing this to teach you control."
"You're doing a great job," I said bitterly.

Piece of Heaven?"

"No, that other place I'm going to go to for thinking what I'm thinking.

He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question.

Georgina," He murmured, pulling me closer. "You are the world.

Dimitri no dijo nada cuando fue su turno, pero como siempre, sus ojos hablaban por él.

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