Patricia Briggs Quotes

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Patricia Briggs was born in Butte, Montana to a children’s librarian who passed on to her kids a love of reading and books. Patricia grew up reading fairy tales and books about horses, and later developed an interest in folklore and history. When she decided to write a book of her own, a fantasy book seemed a natural choice. Patricia graduated from Montana State University with degrees in history and German and she worked for a while as a substitute teacher. Currently, she lives in Montana with her husband, children and six horses and writes full-time, much to the delight of her fans.

Patricia Briggs Quotes

I don't like it when I outweigh my men.

Women are sneaky.

He didn't say anything more, just waited for me to tell him what I'd been thinking. It was pure speculation, and I was opening myself up to ridicule by saying anything at all. I sat on the stool and realized that I had my loyalties, too.

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

This world has need of song and sword.

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.

It is one of those lessons that every child should learn: Don't play with fire, sharp objects, or ancient artifacts.

Intelligent men are dangerous.

Civilization is vastly overrated.

When I die of heart failure the next time you frighten me like that, you can put that on my gravestone - ‘I didn’t mean to startle her

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. “ ChEEZ-zes crusty. Got Al -musty. Got DAMp on the StoneofapeaCH.

Any idiot can put up a website.

Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.

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.

You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of you for a while?”
“Mmm,” I said. “I give up. What's the use of having a man in the house?

When life doesn't meet your expectations, it was important to take it with grace.

The only certainty life contains is death.

Survivors can't always choose their methods.

Trying is always enough.

A king who trusts no man is weak.

Some truths are truths, no matter who says them.

I don't like lies," said Bran, and I knew I'd failed to keep the pain of his revelation from my face. "Not even lies of omission. Hard truths can be dealt with, triumphed over, but lies will destroy your soul.

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.

I don't say goodbye very easily, Anna. Not gracefully or prettily.Goodbye tears your heart out and leaves it a feast for carrion birds who happen by.

She wondered that hope was so much harder then despair.

Don’t lick the guests, darling. Bad manners.

Knowledge is a better weapon than a sword.

I can't protect you from knowledge.

I used my history degree about twice a year whether I needed to or not.

I suppose we must work on being gracious and grateful until we can do for ourselves. Someday the wheel of fate will put us in a position to be of use to them, and we will remember how much easier it is to give help than it is to accept it.

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

Love,"he said."is always a risk,isnt it?I've always thought that there were no uncertainties but I was wrong.Love is a certainity.And love always gives more then it takes.

We've determined that Ms. Hauptman is a potential threat to the public safety, and we are bringing her in as a murder suspect who has supernatural powers that make her too dangerous to be incarcerated in the usual ways.

It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.

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

Fear makes idiots out of us all, at some time or other.

The main thing to remember is that making love is at onces the silliest and the most sacred act humans can perform.

Love is not necessary for sex.

All right," Mom said. She gave Samuel a stern look,"Now I don't know what's going on between you and my daughter and Adam Hauptman-"

"Neither do we," I muttered

Samuel grinned "We have it pretty well worked out as far as the sex goes. Adam gets it-someday-and I don't. But the rest is still up for negotiation.

Then he'd come back home and found out that war didn't cause fear- love did.

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

Pack is for comfort when you hurt, I thought, putting my head back down. And for the first time in a long time, maybe the first time ever, I appreciated being a part of one.

People will do amazing things to ensure their survival.

You can't cage an eagle for long without destroying it.

The hardest memory of slavery that Rialla had to bear was not the lack of freedom; it was the lack of desiring freedom.

A man says a lot of things in summer he doesn't mean in winter.

He sighed. " I don't think an apology will do, Mercy. Because an apology implies that you wouldn't do it again. And, under the circumstances, you wouldn't do anything differently, would you?"

"No.

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

You cannot sacrifice the world for your children.

[C]hildren were a much more difficult audience than adults because no on had yet had a chance to teach them that it was better to be polite than honest.

Humans, werewolves, or, apparently, vampire, it doesn't matter; get more than three of them together and the jockeying for power begins.

You have to acknowledge evil, or you give it too much power over you.

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.

You don’t have the courage of a half-bred mongrel.

Some people are boys longer than others.

Why is it that all cars are women?" he asked. "Because they're fussy and demanding," answered Zee.
"Because if they were men, they'd sit around and complain instead of getting the job done," I told him.

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