If she kept wondering about how much of her life Bran engineered, she’d end up on a funny farm knitting caps for ducks.

My foster mother always laughed and said it was his reputation for knowing everything that allowed for him to appear infallible: all he had to do was walk through the room and see who looked guiltiest when they saw him. Maybe she was right, but I tried looking innocent the next time, and it didn't work.

No-pocket jeans are only slightly less irritating than thong underwear.

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.

Identity was partly heritage, partly upbringing, but mostly the choices you make in life. ~ Bran

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

She crawled on top of him, naked and warm and soft, smelling like a miracle that had saved him from a lifetime of aloneness.