685 Quotes by Patricia Briggs

My mother once told me that you had to trust that the first thing out of a person’s mouth was the truth. After they have a chance to think about it, they’ll change what they say to be more socially acceptable, something they think you’ll be happier with, something they think will get the results they want.

My old pastor liked to say that church is a hospital for the sick, not a mausoleum for the saints.

If you make my children, make any child, feel bad for who they are, I will teach you why people fear mama grizzlies more than papa grizzlies.

She is a black witch,” Charles said, equally quietly. “We have always been enemies. For right now, we are aimed at the same target; that is all. If your target is pleasure and you’re sure that’s what hers is, too, that’s fine. Just remember – a black witch doesn’t love anything but power.

Can you hear the silence? It’s the good kind of silence, not the silence that listens back.

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.

Some people will tell you werewolves can only shapechange under a full moon, but people also say there’s no such things as ghosts.

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.

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.