Any idiot can put up a website.

— Patricia Briggs

A rape victim... a rape victim who fights... They've been violated, made helpless and afraid. It breaks their confidence in the safety of their little world. It makes them afraid." .... "If you don't fight, it's not quite the same. If they make you help, make you cooperate, then it's not clear to you anymore. Does it rape? You feel dirty, violated, and guilty. Most of all guilty because you should have fought. Especially if you're Mercy and you fight everything.

— Patricia Briggs

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.

— Patricia Briggs

Are you going to tell me what that was about?” Adam asked as we went back upstairs.“Sometime,” I told him. “When we're telling ghost stories around a campfire, and I want to scare you.

— Patricia Briggs

Brother Wolf gave Anna an amused look and then went back to being scary.

— Patricia Briggs

C’est moi, c’est moi,’tis I,' I told him. It seemed appropriately melodramatic, though I didn’t know if he’d catch the reference. I shouldn’t have worried. Unexpectedly, he laughed. “Trust you to quote Lancelot rather than Guinevere.

— Patricia Briggs

Cheeky. Carry them for nine months, feed them, clothe them, and what do I get? Impertinence.

— Patricia Briggs

Cheeses crusty, got all musty, got damp on the stone of a peach,” I agreed. He looked blank, so I repeated it with proper emphasis. “ Cheeses crusty. Got Al -musty. Got Damp on the StoneofapeaCH.

— Patricia Briggs

Civilization is vastly overrated.

— Patricia Briggs

Damn it," I said. "I don't suppose you have any ideas on how to kill Littleton." He smiled at me, his teeth very white in the darkness of his face. "Eat him," he said.

— Patricia Briggs