“Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.”
― Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne

“Christmas garland and a rock?" he said, a smile in his voice. "Why not an ornament?"

"Wolves aren't fragile," I told him. "And they're... stubbon and hard to move.”
― Patricia Briggs, Silver Borne

“Some of the fae have an odd idea of bride send-offs," he explained "including, according to Zee, kidnapping." "I forgot about that." And I was appalled because I knew better. "Bran and Samuel are probably more of a danger than any of the fae," I told him. "Someday, I'll tell you about some of the more spectaculare wedding antics Samuel's told me about." Some of them made kidnapping look mild.”
― Patricia Briggs, River Marked

“Take care of your car in the garage, and the car will take care of you on the road.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“She is not my mistress,' replied the young sailor gravely, ‘she is my betrothed.’

'Sometimes one and the same thing,' said Morrel, with a smile.

'Not with us, sir,' replied Dantes.”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“Enough,' said Mercedes, 'enough Edmond! Believe me that she who alone recognized you has been the only one to comprehend you. And had she crossed your path, and you had crushed her like a frail glass, still, Edmond, still she must have admired you! Like the gulf between me and the past, there is an abyss between you, Edmond, and the rest of mankind; and I tell you freely, that the comparison I drew between you and other men will be one of my greatest tortures. No! there is nothing in the world to resemble you in worth and goodness!”
― Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo

“I am emotional about engines, if you hurt my car, you hurt my heart.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Asking someone else to drive your sports car is like asking someone else to kiss your girlfriend.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Mercedes is a pretty princess”
― Melissa Horacek

“Was a glimpse of his cock worth a Mercedes?”
― Edmund White, Our Young Man

“Among all the machines, motorcar is my favorite machine.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“Show me the legacy of a lesbian couple.”
― Suzanne Stroh, Tabou: Patience

“You won't always have the luxury of a second chance. So be careful with your first one.”
― Donna Kauffman, The Cinderella Rules

“It was worth it," Faye says after school while she walks me to my car. "It's not fair that you take all the shit for this while the guys get to walk around like nothing happened. They're just as much to blame."
"I'm the one who started it," I say, kicking a beer cap across the parking lot with my shoe. "If I hadn't started it, nothing would have happened.
"Don't let them off the hook so easily," Faye snaps. "They were coming to you. It takes two to have sex. So don't defend them.”
― Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, Firsts

“I am so obsessed with the cars that sometimes I feel like my heart is not a muscle, it's an engine.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words

“I know you’re in there, Mercedes,” Faye says. “I can see your dirty Converse shoes. You really should get a new pair.”

“Did you see it?” I croak. “If you saw it, you probably saw a lot more of me. You probably shouldn’t be seen talking to me. And I should probably switch schools.”

“That’s the thing,” Faye says, stopping right outside the stall door and rapping on the metal with her fist.

“What’s the thing?” I say, pushing my shoe against the toilet paper dispenser, making no move to let her in.

“I never was any good at doing what people tell me.”

And like that, her head appears under the stall door, followed by her body. She pulls herself in and wipes her hands on her jeans.

I raise my eyebrows. “You know how disgusting that floor is?” I say. “Janitorial service at this school leaves a lot to be desired.”

She cocks her head and puts her hands on her hips. She looks like what I imagine a stern parent would look like, not that I know from experience. I wonder if she got that posture from Lydia.

“First of all, you didn’t let me in, so I had no choice.”
― Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, Firsts

“Next Wednesday is part of our routine, another chance to spend lunch hour doing it somewhere else in Kim's immaculate house. Maybe on the white leather couch next time, the one she loves too much to even let me sit on.”
― Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, Firsts

“Zach wanting to see me next Wednesday is almost like Zach asking me on a date, if I were a regular girl wanting a regular relationship.
But I’m not a regular girl. I don’t want to hold hands in the hall at school and slow dance at prom and see a movie with Zach. I don’t want to be the girl he dates senior year and loses interest in when he goes off to college. I want to be just fast enough for Zach to have to run to catch up, because if I stay ahead, I won’t ever have to see his retreating back.”
― Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, Firsts

“That's your orgasm talking," I say. "You're not really in love with me."
"You can't tell me how I feel," he says. His voice gets quiet, trails off at the end. "I could be your boyfriend.”
― Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, Firsts

“I’m so used to planning for guys, dressing and undressing for them and trying to morph myself into their dream girl. I’m so used to it that I don’t really know where that girl ends and the real me begins. I suppose what it comes down to is confidence. I’m confident in that girl, the one who emerges from my walk-in wearing lingerie when I’m done getting ready. But at Faye’s house, I’m not going to be that girl. I’m going to be me.
Whoever that is anymore.”
― Laurie Elizabeth Flynn, Firsts

“I love the wheels, I mean steering wheel.”
― Amit Kalantri, Wealth of Words