Fire is a fragile lover, court her well, neglect her not; her faith is like a misty smoke, her anger is destructive hot. — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
Of course, when we got home, we found that Dagda had peed on my down comforter. He had also eaten part of Mom's maidenhair fern and barfed it up on the carpet. Then he had apparently worked himself into a frenzy sharpening his ting by amazingly effective claws on the armrest of my dad's favorite chair. Now he was asleep… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share
“Please, please be some sex-starved nutcase who wants to kidnap me and make me your love slave, I begged silently.” — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
“Bree smiled at me. "Don't worry about me. I think I can handle him. In fact, I want to handle him," she joked. "All… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
“Yes, word had gotten around about my amusing little defeathering trick (note: made the chicken naked). Apparently we couldn't just eat the poor thing… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
“Sorry." he said, rubbing his temples. "Do you have any Tylenol?" "Nope, sorry. Your doctor's appointment is today right?" "Yeah." "Here take this." Jenna… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
Being good is something that one must choose over and over again, every day, throughout the day, for the rest of one's life," Asher… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
What would it be like to care so little about what other people thought of you? — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
I-just want you. I want you so bad, all the time. I know I shouldn't, I know I can't, I know it's wrong... but… — Cate Tiernan Copy Share Image
