Patricia Briggs Quotes - Page 10

I like to have a hero a little underpowered. I mean, Spiderman is far cooler than Superman. How do you challenge Superman?

Time was such an odd thing. One moment you could talk to someone, then suddenly, they were gone.

Being a martyr is highly overrated.

Yes,' he said sincerely. 'Such a one deserves peanut butter on the seat of his pants.

For the traditional fantasies, a lot more of my research comes from reading rather than doing. I like my worlds to feel real, so I do a lot of world building research.

Intelligent men are dangerous.

I've been a storyteller all my life. When I was in high school, I used to amuse myself by driving through the woods at night and see how long it would be before I scared the pants off my friends - and if I could do it before I scared myself.

Sometimes I think I live more closely to the past than the present.

I can't protect you from knowledge.

Wizards are a secretive lot.

Survivors can't always choose their methods.

It is hard to accept being different, hard to have people avoid looking at you, and still believe in yourself.

Reluctantly, I pulled out my necklace and showed it to them. Samuel frowned. The little figure was stylized; I suppose he couldn't tell what it was at first. A dog?" asked Zee, staring at my necklace. A lamb," I said defensively, tucking it safely back under my shirt. "Because one of Christ's names is "The Lamb of God."" Samuel's shoulders shook slightly. "I can see it now, Mercy holding a roomful of vampire at bay with her glowing sheep." I gave his shoulder a hard push, aware of the heat climbing to my cheeks, but it didn't help. He sang in a soft taunting voice, "Mercy had a little lamb.

And that's when Anna realized that what the wolf had been asking Bran for was death. Impulsively, Anna stepped away from Charles. She put a knee on the bench she'd been sitting on and reached over the back to close her hand on Asil's wrist, which was lying across the back of the pew. He hissed in shock but didn't pull away. As she held him the scent of wilderness, of sickness, faded. He stared at her, the whites of his eyes showing brightly while his irises narrowed to small bands around his black pupil. "Omega," he whispered, his breath coming harshly.

Wizards don't all look alike.

Civilization is vastly overrated.

If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.

Let's save tomorrow's troubles for tomorrow.

Baking is like washing--the results are equally temporary.

My father said that a silent person is trying to hide something.

The best way for me to protect you is to encourage you to be able to protect yourself.

A stupid ruler is much more of a problem than an insane one.

If there was such evil in the world, was it possible that there was good, too?

It Wasn't Hard To Follow The Scent Of Blood To The Living Room Where The Fae Had Been Killed. It Had Been A Violent Death, Perfect For Creating Ghosts.

There was I thinking being a shifter had its upsides. Looks like I was wrong.