685 Quotes by Patricia Briggs

Ben, one of the four werewolf guards for the night, ate a big bite, swallowed, and said in a prissier-than-usual version of his British accent, “Mercy, when you say it gnawed on the bones, was it trying to get at the marrow or just cleaning its teeth?

Maia was either going to grow up to rule the world or loose a planetwide plague upon the land. Maybe both.

Baking is like washing – the results are equally temporary.

I blew out a breath, took a couple steps back, and flopped in one of the battered chairs that line the wall, trying, with my casual pose, to defuse the situation. “Adam, I don’t have a sense to be afraid of Sam in the state he’s in now. I don’t know why you think I’d be smart enough to be afraid of you.

Coyote,” said Hopi Woman dryly, “doesn’t much worry about understanding anything, which is why he understands so much.

There is no cash in battling evil: just the opposite in my experience.

I can’t protect you from knowledge.

The one who made that poor shadow is long dead.” The wolf in human-seeming almost glowed with power. “They have neither the learning nor the power to make him again. They would not have risked him if they had known who was here. I have made him free, my poor brother that was.

Want to explain to the kid that I’m more a Spike than a Buffy? A villain, not a superhero?