Mercedes’s Profile

“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...”
― Patricia Briggs, Moon Called

“There will be no yelling at people who are bleeding themselves to unconsciousness.”
― Kristin Cashore, Fire

“You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.”
― Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

“Mine" he said.
Adam's eyes narrowed. "I don't think so. She is mine."
It would of been flattering,I thought,except that at least one of them was talking about dinner and I wasn't certain about the other.”
― Patricia Briggs, Moon Called