Patricia Briggs: Look

“One of the oddest things about being grown-up was looking back at something you thought you knew and finding out the truth of it was completely different from what you had always believed.”

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

“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.”

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

“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.”

“All change brings bad things and good things to replace the bad and good things that were before. It is natural to look back and say it was better before—but that does not make it true. Different is not worse. It is just different.”

“Charles looked at her thoughtfully. "People talk to you," he said. "That could be useful.”

“Charles preferred his deer to taste like meat and his pancakes to look like pancakes. Brother Wolf thought he was too picky. Brother Wolf was probably right.”

“You are a sick, sick man,” I told him.
“Thank you,” Ben replied, looking modest.”

“Anna looked at Brother Wolf. ‘I’d like to see someone try to put a radio control collar on Charles. It might be fun to watch on YouTube.”

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

“If it looks like a hallway, feels like a hallway, and acts like a hallway—is it important to figure out that it isn’t a hallway?”

“Coyote to Mercy:

"I didn't know about you until a lot later. Then I stopped to check you out. You looked happy running with the wolves. They looked bewildered- which is as it should be when a coyote plays with wolves.”