Briar U Quotes

#1. Sometimes there's nothing you can do. [ ... ] Sometimes they don't have enough to fight with.

Tamora Pierce

#2. Don't let him upset you," Niko told the four softly. "He's old and he's frightened."
"You're as old as him, and you aren't scared of us," Briar pointed out.
Niko glared at him. "Thank you so much," he retorted waspishly.

Tamora Pierce

#3. It was time to work on his trees, to brew medicines and weed the rooftop plants before he forgot who he really was in all this running around. (Briar)

Tamora Pierce

#4. Evvy: "Is she going to eat Jooba-hooba? She looks like she's going to bite him, at least."
Briar: "No - if she bit him, he'd die.

Tamora Pierce

#5. Sweet-briar and southern-wood, jasmine, pink, and rose have long been yielding their evening sacrifice of incense: this new scent is neither of shrub nor flower; it is - I know it well - it is Mr. Rochester's cigar.

Charlotte Bronte

#6. Please don't throw me in dat briar patch!

Joel Chandler Harris

#7. Briar: "So I guess I was the last to know."
Rosethorn: "Of course you are. You're a man, aren't you?

Tamora Pierce

#8. And all the woods are alive with the murmur and sound of Spring,
And the rose-bud breaks into pink on the climbing briar,
And the crocus-bed is a quivering moon of fire
Girdled round with the belt of an amethyst ring.

Oscar Wilde

#9. Briar Rose awakens to grace us with her gentle presence once more."
"Shut up," says Vol.
"Your thorns are showing.

Nenia Campbell

#10. Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly?

Emily Bronte

#11. We are left at the brink of our future each day and the only real choice we have is not to jump but instead make our path through the briar.

Thomm Quackenbush

#12. Briar Greyson, in the bedroom, with the letter opener.

Kelley York

#13. Often I have been exhausted on trout streams, uncomfortable, wet, cold, briar scarred, sunburned, mosquito bitten, but never, with a fly rod in my hand have I been less than in a place that was less than beautiful.

Charles Kuralt

#14. I went to Briar Cliff College initially, and then I transferred to Georgetown University, because I was a Russian major, and I was one of two girls accepted that year. This was September 1969 - well, that would have been 1970 - into the School Of Languages And Linguistics in Georgetown.

P. J. Soles

#15. We've both been broken." He paused, letting go of my hands, and moved his up to hold my face in his palms. "But Briar, I love every shredded piece.

Bayli Lane