Quotes from Patricia Briggs

You can feed your wallet, or you can feed your soul, but you seldom can do both at the same time.

if I had to crawl to do so. I would have walked through Hell to get back to you, and only failed because of the weakness of my body, not of my heart.

You need to understand something," she said intently. "Charles is my husband. You can't have him. Mine. Not yours. There are lots of nice, unattachment men out there, I'm sure. Pick one of them and you might live longer." Then her body relaxed and her voice regained its usual cheeriness. "Thank you for your time, Ms. Newman.

And it had left me with a certain skill for managing enraged werewolves, which was a good thing, my foster father had told me often enough, since I sure had a talent for enraging them.

just because one is submissive doesn't make them stupid. My experience has suggested the opposite. We have a saying, 'Listen when the soft ones speak.'" Smith

There are some things that honest, honorable people don't do to the people they love. They don't propose marriage on TV. They don't bring home small cuddly animals without checking with their spouses first. And they don't tell their ex-husband they love him in front of a crowd that includes their daughter and his current wife right before he goes off to almost certain death. It didn't help that most of us could tell that she wasn't lying.

Stop that , Anna scolded him. You don't need to hurt because I do. But I do , Charles replied, more honestly than he intended.

Canadian hikers would be too polite to end up as bodies. Thus the bodies must not belong to random hikers.

Might not be able to save you, old son," Adam said, lying back again and closing his eyes. "But I can buy us a little time to kick you in the butt hard enough you stop thinking about 'tomorrow and tomorrow' and start thinking about how much but hurts.

He gave me that lazy smile that had always had the power to make my heart beat faster. I was dismayed to see that it still worked.

I couldn't stay in that room with both men one more minute... Even a human woman could have drowned in the testosterone in the air, it was so strong.

That which does not destroy us makes us stronger...

Not mere luck. I am stalking Mercy. Of course I was around, because that's what stalkers do, or so I've read. It's my new hobby.

sending me into a climax that left me wrecked in body and whole in spirit.

Anna stabbed her with the dagger she'd concealed in Tom's jacket. Under the ribs and through the heart--just like her favorite forensic TV show had taught her.

We are all monsters here, he said. It's too late for any of us to be anything else.

I find it somewhat reassuring that I'm not the only one who feels like I should be running around shouting, "Where's the script? Where's the script? If only I had a script I'd know what the freak I'm supposed to be doing.

I don't wear a cross. As a child, I'd had a bad experience with one. Besides, a crucifix was the instrument of Our Lord's death- I don't know why people think a torture device should be a symbol of Christ. Christ was a willing sacrifice, a lamb, not a cross for us to hang ourselves on; or at least that's my interpretation. Maybe other people think of religion and God differently than I do.

Sometimes the most interesting part of the conversation with someone who can't lie is the questions they don't answer.

that is required for evil to prevail is for good men to do nothing.

That was Bran, quiet and calm until he ripped out your throat.

People I cared about could hurt my feels, but almost complete strangers? I could care less what they thought.

My people eat yours," Larry informed the cat. Medea kneaded his thighs lightly and kicked her purr up a few notches. He gave in and started to pet her.

There's something really disturbing about finding out how little you really know about something you felt like you were an expert on.