Quotes from Patricia Briggs

Druids influenced the natural world: weather, plants, and some animals. Wizards played with nonliving things. But witches used the mind and body.

Neutral doesn't work," Charles said. "When you watch your allies commit atrocities and do nothing, who is more reprehensible? Those who rape and plunder or those who could have stopped it but do nothing?

Werewolves smell like musk and mint.

This frail cloth, a gift to the person he had once been, was his touchstone, a reminder that once he had been whole. Once there had been joy.

When I am with you, my control is shot. I think that's what you've been feeling.

He did not enjoy the sorrow, but he would not have missed the years that he and Joseph were friends, either. Such joy was worth a little sorrow.

Cain's hairy titties," muttered Ben, joining me in my observation of the rural setting. "What hermit was so misguided in life that he was hanging around this peopleless landscape at the bell end of the night and happened to see a freaking goblin disappear into a hay barn? And for that matter, goblins are city denizens like me. What the shagging hell is it doing out here?

Silence fell, and I remembered that I was supposed to be running this. It reminded me in an odd way of the time I'd had to take over my sister's Girl Scout troop when my mother had been sick. Fourteen preteen girls, a tableful of werewolves—there were certain monstrous similarities.

Trust you to bring a gun to a fistfight

Afterward we drove out to the Hanford Reservation and ran as a wolf and coyote through the open terrain. He didn't have Samuel's ability to throw off all his humanity and revel in the joy of being a wild thing. Instead, he played with the same intensity he used for everything. Which meant that when I chase him, I wasn't really sure I wanted to catch him - and when he chased me, I felt like a rabbit.

Too early to tell," Gary said. "It doesn't look good, but saying 'it's over' before it actually is will make certain the outcome.

He'd have to call his brother, Samuel, and tell him that he'd finally learned that his face wouldn't crack if he smiled. All it had taken to teach him was an Omega werewolf.

Fifty men will accompany you, fighting under your command." "I can't take them,' said Beckram. "Haverness only has leave for a hundred men. I believe I'm the eighty-fifth." "You'll take them," said Duraugh, standing up. "The Blue Guard's mottos is 'We fight as one." You will only be one.

That swipe had more in common with a bear's attack than a timber wolf's. If it hit me, it could kill me with a single blow.

The thought of herself as decoration was absurd.

I only knew that Adam was hurt, and I wasn't there to make him safe.

Hello," said a Traveler, crouching down on Tier's other side. "You must be the Bard." "Tier," said Seraph, "this is Kors. Kors, my husband, Tier. Kors, what do you want?" Ah, thought Tier contentedly, all that in under a breath, my Seraph at her charismatic best.

Some people are like Slinkies. They aren't really good for anything, but they still bring a smile to my face when I push them down a flight of stairs.

Witches are bitches and they'll burn your britches sure as kittens have itches if you give 'em half a chance." Elizaveta

Your ghosts cannot have you, Charles. So exorcize them before I have to.

Action is the best cure for despair.

Suddenly Chelsea's eyes met Anna's from across the table and held them. Icy gray became even more pale, and Chelsea's nostrils flared. "Who hurt you?" she asked, slicing through the two other conversations going on at the table.

I'll remember your words," he told her with returned seriousness, though he pictured Anna taking her grandmother's rolling pin after the ghosts who haunted him, and it made him want to...smirk again.

Wer mit Ungeheuern kämpft, mag zusehn, daß er nicht dabei zum Ungeheuer wird." I