Mitticus

“Honey,” he drawled, pulling on his Southern roots. “When a wolf watches a lamb, he’s not thinking about the lamb’s mommy.”
I grinned. I couldn’t help it. The idea of Bran as a lamb’s mommy was too funny. “I’m not much of a lamb,” I said.
He just smiled.”
― Patricia Briggs, Moon Called

“War’s never a winning thing, Charlie. You just lose all the time, and the one who loses last asks for terms. All I remember is a lot of losing and sadness and nothing good but the end of it. The end of it, Charles, that was a winning all to itself, having nothing to do with guns. But I don’t suppose that’s the kind of victory you boys mean for me to talk on.”
― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

“Arden was always the person I loved and trusted the most.
"She would read to me. That's all we ever did. She'd read, and I'd listen, and it was magic. When we were together, it didn't matter what was happening with my parents, at school, or with anything else. I didn't matter. I didn't exist. Arden's words were so much better than the numbers in my head. They could take me places better than anything I'd ever dreamed of. I wanted to read all those books so bad, and I couldn't do it. I tried and tried and tried, and I couldn't do it. But it was okay, because Arden could, and she always took me with her.”
― Kate Scott, Counting to D

“I have no way to properly toast you, my Jane. The appropriate toast for a new Blood Master of a clan is from the jugular of a virgin boy or girl, with the words ‘Long undeath, prosperity, scions, blood, and cattle.’”
I looked at my beer. “Yeah. Beer is better. And how about ‘Live long and prosper.”
― Faith Hunter, Dark Queen