Carley > Carley's Quotes

“Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. And dreams are forever.”
― Walt Disney

“It's kind of fun to do the impossible.”
― Walt Disney

“There is more treasure in books than in all the pirates' loot on Treasure Island and best of all, you can enjoy these riches every day of your life.”
― Walt Disney

“No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep on believing, the dreams that you wish will come true.”
― Walt Disney Company

“Tacos."
"Tacos?" I echoed.
This seemed to amuse him. "Tomatoes, lettuce, cheese."
"I know what a taco is!”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

“I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the temptation too."

"I have a hard time keeping my hands off you without that added bonus.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“He inclined his head at my dress. "What's the occasion?"

"Homecoming," I said, twirling. "Like?"

"Last I heard, Homecoming requires a date."

"About that," I hedged. "I'm sort of...going with Scott. We both figure a high-school dance is the last place Hank will be patrolling."

Patch smiled, but it was tight. "I take that back. If Hank wants to shoot Scott, he has my blessing.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“Angel... I don't think you understand the lengths I would go to if it means keeping you here with me.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“I missed you, Angel. Not one day went by that I didn't feel you missing from my life.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“Hmm?' I looked away, flustered automatically using irritation to cover my discomfort up. 'What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could you ever use more that five words? All this grunting and minced words make you come across-- primal.'
His smile tipped higher. 'Primal.'
'You're impossible.'
'Me Jev, you Nora.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“How did you get in?"

"I move in mysterious ways."

"God moves in mysterious ways. You move like lightning-here one moment, gone the next.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“But instead of taking the cue to leave, Patch crossed to Scott in three steps. He flung him around to face the wall. Scott tried to get his bearings, but Patch slammed him against the wall again, disorienting him further. “Touch her,” he said in Scott’s ear, his voice low and threatening, “and it’ll be the biggest regret of your life.”

Before leaving, Patch flicked his eyes once in my direction. “He’s not worth it.” He paused. “And neither am I.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Crescendo

“See, when you lie to me it hurts," Rixon said, swiping an imaginary tear. "I thought we had something special. I thought our joint eternal sentences of damnation were our bond.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“We don't have to go back to my place, Angel. I can take you home, if that's what you want. Or, if you decide you want to sleep at my place, on opposite sides of my bedroom with a Do Not Cross line drawn down the middle, I'll do it. I won't like it, but I'll do it.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick

“Busted. I'm a monster. Jev is my deceptively harmless-and shockingly handsome-alter ego.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Silence

“He tried to pull me against him, and I bit him on the lip.
He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. 'Did you just bite me?”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

“You smell good, too,” said Patch

It’s called a shower.” I was staring straight ahead. When he didn’t answer, I turned sideways. “Soap. Shampoo. Hot water.”

Naked. I know the drill.”
― Becca Fitzpatrick, Hush, Hush

“MS. THOMPSON, it said in heavy block letters, PLEASE KEEP YOUR FELINE OFF MY PROPERTY. IF I SEE IT AGAIN, I WILL EAT IT.”
― Patricia Briggs, Moon Called

“Women are the bloodthirsty sex," said Ric sadly. "We get the reputation, but it is only because the women stand behind us, and say, 'Kill it. Squish it.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

“Sometimes I have the urge to conquer large parts of Europe.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“My grandfather would have loved to have met you," he told her huskily. "He would have called you 'She Moves Trees Out of His Path.' "

She looked lost, but his da laughed. He'd known the old man, too.

"He called me 'He Who Must Run into Trees,'" Charles explained, and in a spirit of honesty, a need for his mate to know who he was, he continued, "or sometimes 'Running Eagle.' "

" 'Running Eagle'?" Anna puzzled it over, frowning at him. "What's wrong with that?"

"Too stupid to fly," murmured his father with a little smile.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

“She wondered that hope was so much harder then despair.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“We who are dominant tend to think of that aspect of being a werewolf as rank: who is obeyed, who is to obey. Dominant and submissive. But it is also who is to protect and who is to be protected. A submissive wolf is not incapable of protecting himself: he can fight, he can kill as readily as any other. But a submissive doesn't feel the need to fight -- not the way a dominant does. They are a treasure in a pack. A source of purpose and of balance. Why does a dominant exist? To protect those beneath him, but protecting a submissive is far more rewarding because a submissive will never wait until you are wounded or your back is turned to see if you are truly dominant to him. Submissive wolves can be trusted. And they unite the pack with the goal of keeping them safe and cared for.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“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.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“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.”
― Patricia Briggs, Hunting Ground

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

“Bran was stripping her futon down to the bare mattress when she entered her apartment. It was sort of like watching the president mowing the White House lawn or taking out the trash.”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf

“Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life. ~ Bran”
― Patricia Briggs, Cry Wolf