Truth is without flourishes or manners and runs with a logic all its own.

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

In this dream, I wasn’t a coyote shapeshifter trying to hold a werewolf, I was Coyote’s almost daughter, and I had all the strength of the world in my arms.

He'd woken up after flying from Boston to Montana to find his da cooking breakfast for them: sausage and pancakes shaped like deer. It wasn't just any deer, either - they looked like Bambi from the disney cartoon. Charles didn't want to know how his father had managed that

Paranoia: the gift of the survivor and the burden of the overtired, stressed, and terrified.

The main thing to remember is that making love is at onces the silliest and the most sacred act humans can perform.

Intelligent men are dangerous.