Quotes from Patricia Briggs

To make great art, you had to expose your soul, and some things should be left safely in the dark.

My father always said that too many words cheapened the value of a man's speech.

Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.

I would slay dragons for you," he told her. "I suspect that finding an unoccupied bedroom will be easier.

Your woman tells me you will hunt me down and eat my marrow while I live." "Did she?" Charles looked at her, and she saw the approval in his face. She doubted anyone else would have read anything at all. His voice was a caress, just for her. "Would you like that, love?

Werewolf games," Mercy said solemnly, "play for keeps, or go home." She was so cute sometimes it made Adam's heart hurt.

Moonlight streamed in, sending loving beams over his face. He closed his eyes and basked in it, and I could tell it was calling to him, even though the moon was not full. She didn't speak to me, but Samuel had once described her song to me in the words of a poet. The expression of bliss on his face while he listened to her music made him beautiful.

Being a martyr is highly overrated.

People who know other people's secrets can't afford to do things that impair their ability to control their mouths.

It's easier to dismiss ghosts in the daylight.

Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?" He smiled at me. "Go to sleep." I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?" His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.

The trick to going wherever you want unchallenged in a hospital is to walk briskly, nod to the people you know, and ignore the ones you don't. The nod reassures everyone that you are known, the brisk pace that you have a mission and don't want to talk.

Coyote never loses. Because I change the rules of the games my enemies play. What are the rules of your game?

A cowboy, a lawyer, and a mechanic watched Queen of the Damned," I murmured. Warren—who had once, a long time ago, been a cowboy—snickered and wiggled his bare feet. "It could be the beginning of either a bad joke or a horror story." "No," said Kyle, the lawyer, whose head was propped up on my thigh. "If you want a horror story, you have to start out with a werewolf, his gorgeous lover, and a walker.

Are you done yet?' Issac called Charles tilted his head back and called back, 'I suppose that's why they call you the five minute wonder.' Anna could feel her eyes round and her mouth drop open 'I cant believe you just said that' She paused and reconsidered. 'I am so telling Samuel you said that.' Charles smiled. kissed her gently, and said 'Samuel won't believe you.

Son of a bitch. I would kill him. I didn't care if he was Coyote or the son of Satan. He was a dead man walking.

Such a small thing to cause so much trouble.

Love means leaving yourself vulnerable, knowing that there is someone to catch you when you fall. ~ Mercy

Hijo de chihuahua !

A man's immortality can be found in his children.

People will do amazing things to ensure their survival.

Don't make light of any man's pain.

Death is not such a bad thing. What would be a bad thing would be living without challenges. Without knowing defeat, we cannot know what victory is. There is no life without death.

He stepped back with exaggerated courtesy. But when I walked past him, he swatted my rump. Hard enough to sting. "You need to be more careful," he growled. "Keep interfering in my business and you might get hurt." I said sweetly as I continued to Jesse's room, "The last man who swatted me like that is rotting in his grave." "I have no doubt about it." His voice was more satisfied then contrite.