Frasi di Patricia Briggs

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

“If it would benefit you, I would kill every wolf here. But there are things that you need to do -- and interfering with that is not protecting, not in my book. The best way for me to protect you is to encourage you to be able to protect yourself.”

“Dragons and legends… It would have been difficult for any man not to want to fight beside a dragon.”

“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?”

“Someday, I'm going to meet some supernatural creature who tells me everything I should know up front and in a forthright manner - but I'm not going to hold my breath.”

“So in the sweltering heat of a July night, I sang a Christmas carol to a room full of fae, who had been driven out of their homelands by Christians and their cold-iron swords.”

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

“Let's save tomorrow's troubles for tomorrow.”

“Adam wants to know what took you so long?
"Tell him I had wild, passionate sex with a complete stranger.”

“If you could just see your face,” she told me. “You look like a cat in a bathtub.”

“What would a racist call werewolves? Wargs? She kind of liked that one, but suspected that racist bastards didn't read Tolkien.”

“After I shut the door behind me, I heard Darryl say "of course eating him would work too.”

“Survivors can't always choose their methods.”

“Things change whether you want them to, or not--unless you are dead. Don't hold so hard to the past that you die with it.”

“Some truths are truths, no matter who says them.”

“Bran was always a deceptive bastard, gentle and mild right up until he ripped your throat out. He had many other fine qualities as well.”

“You forgot the ‘my precious,’” Anna said dryly. “If you want to act like a freaking nutcase, you have to do it right.”

“I like that people can just look at you and know that you are taken, that you are mine.” He closed his eyes and laughed. “And yes, I know that sentiment is at the top of the Women’s Liberation Movement’s list of things not to say to a modern woman.”

“Leslie had learned two valuable things about the fae that day. They were powerful and charming -- and they ate children and puppies.”

“His grandfather had often told him that he tried too hard to move trees when a wiser man would walk around them.”

“Trying is always enough.”

“Mercy?”

“Just a minute,” I told Adam. “I'm in the middle of a revelation.”

“I hope this means you'll quit asking me to kill you. It gives me indigestion.”

“I told them," he said in a clear, carrying voice, "that they should not give someone as old and powerful as I a daughter to love. That it would end badly.”

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

“Adam didn't approve of Wal-Mart.”

“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.”

“She opened her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his fingers continued playing without pause.”

“Mine. He was mine, and not even death would take him from me—not if I could help it.”