My father said that a silent person is trying to hide something.

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

This was not a man who wanted to give up his mate. This was a man trying to do the honorable thing—and give her a choice, no matter hiw much it cost him.

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

Zealots are like one track-pony. Don't get in their way without expecting to get hurt.

Death is not such a bad thing. What would be a bad thing would be living without challenges. Without knowing defeat, we cannot know what victory is. There is no life without death.

Some people will tell you werewolves can only shapechange under a full moon, but people also say there's no such things as ghosts.