We are none of us perfect, and...we learn to take these imperfections and make them only a small part of who we are
Patricia BriggsZee said, grumpily, โLiebling, this is not a good idea.โ โZee,โ I told him, โI am completely out of good ideas and am doing my best with the bad ones I have left.
Patricia BriggsSo in the sweltering heat of a July night, I sang a Christmas carol to a room full of fae, who had been driven out of their homelands by Christians and their cold-iron swords.
Patricia BriggsShe open her eyes and met his. The impact was so strong he was amazed that his figures continued playing with out pause.
Patricia BriggsUsually the people I do know are sufficient to spawn any number of nightmares without inventing any.
Patricia BriggsShe crawled,โ Ben said. There were tears in his voice. That was wrong. Ben barely even tolerated me on the best of days. โShe crawled to the bathroom to clean herself again. If it werenโt for the two subs in the pack, Iโd be on the bottom. And she wouldnโt stand up in my presence for guilt.
Patricia Briggs