Mercy Quotes

For Adam, screwed-up bonding thing or not, I’d wait forever.“Really?” he asked in a tone I’d never heard from him before. Softer. Vulnerable. Adam didn’t do vulnerable.“Really what?” I asked.“Despite the way our bond scares you, despite the way someone in the pack played you, you’d still have me?”He'd been listening to my thoughts. This time it didn't bother me.“Adam,” I told him, “I’d walk barefoot over hot coals for you.

~ Patricia Briggs

What a pity that Bilbo did not stab that vile creature, when he had a chance!'Pity? It was Pity that stayed his hand. Pity, and Mercy: not to strike without need. And he has been well rewarded, Frodo. Be sure that he took so little hurt from the evil, and escaped in the end, because he began his ownership of the Ring so. With Pity.

~ J.r.r. Tolkien

Poor is the man whose pleasure depends on the permission of another.

~ Madonna

The quality of mercy is not strain'd,It droppeth as the gentle rain from heavenUpon the place beneath: it is twice blest;It blesseth him that gives and him that takes:'Tis mightiest in the mightiest: it becomesThe throned monarch better than his crown;His sceptre shows the force of temporal power,The attribute to awe and majesty,Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;But mercy is above this sceptred sway;It is enthroned in the hearts of kings,It is an attribute to God himself;And earthly power doth then show likest God'sWhen mercy seasons justice.

~ William Shakespeare

The Lord's mercy often rides to the door of our heart upon the black horse of affliction.

~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Mercy laughed. “You have to excuse them—boys suffer from an incurable disability.” “What?” “Testosterone.

~ Nalini Singh

You should be home sleeping. What is the use of having a man in the house, if he cannot take care of you for a while?” “Mmm,” I said. “I give up. What's the use of having a man in the house?

~ Patricia Briggs

She knows herself to be at the mercy of events, and she knows by now that events have no mercy.

~ Margaret Atwood

You trying to make me crazy?” “Everyone needs a hobby.

~ Nalini Singh

Current relationship status?” Her voice cut like an arctic chill blowing through the room.“If you mean me, then you’re not my type. If you mean my dad, he’s single, but I don’t think you’re his type either,” I said with a small smile. Mercy didn’t find it amusing. A small blue vein in her forehead started throbbing like crazy....“Actually, come to think of it, I don’t think he has a type. I’ve never seen him with a woman.Mercy, I hate to break it to you, but there’s a very real possibility my dad is gay.

~ Jus Accardo

Because it strikes me there is something greater than judgement. I think it is called mercy.

~ Sebastian Barry

Don't pull any shit because you want to show off.” “Wait a second.” She looked down then back up. “Nope, I haven't grown a cock in the last few minutes. I have no need to prove whose is bigger.

~ Nalini Singh

Sentinel meeting tonight,” Ria told her. “At Lucas's place.” “Time?” ...“Seven. Sascha's doing dinner.” “God save us all.” Sascha had decided she liked cooking. Unfortunately, cooking didn't like her back.

~ Nalini Singh

Adam didn't approve of Wal-Mart.

~ Patricia Briggs

One thing I've always wondered—why did you enter that bikini contest when you were a teenager?” Her face flushed with a mixture of anger and embarrassment. “How far back did you trace me?” “Far enough.” A pause. “You didn't answer my question.” “And you didn't turn into a puff of smoke and disappear. The world is full of disappointments.

~ Nalini Singh

Are we going to Portland? I asked. Or Multnomah Falls?He smiled at me. Go to sleep.I waited three seconds. Are we there yet?His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd...do anything.

~ Patricia Briggs

Trouble seems to follow me around, waiting to club me with a tire iron.

~ Patricia Briggs

Such a small thing to cause so much trouble.

~ Patricia Briggs

Dorian’s going to love this.”She glared. “I swear to God, you tell him, and I’ll” — what the hell could you threaten an alpha with?—“I’ll tell Hawke you want to go on daily bonding runs with him.

~ Nalini Singh

You almost died.” “But you brought me back.” She cupped his face in her hands. “I always knew you were there. Death didn't have a chance against the Wall.

~ Nalini Singh

The Mercy of Allah is an Ocean, Our sins are a lump of clay clenched between the beak of a pigeon. The pigeon is perched on the branch of a tree at the edge of that ocean.It only has to open it's beak

~ Leila Aboulela

It was complicated. I understood it, mostly, but I had to think a little sideways to do it.

~ Patricia Briggs

Yes,” I told him. “I think the guy playing the Pirate King was awesome.”He stopped where he was.“What?” I asked, frowning at the big smile on his face.“I didn’t say I liked the Pirate King,” he told me.“Oh.” I closed my eyes—and there he was. A warm, edgy presence right on the edge of my perception. When I opened my eyes, he was standing right in front of me. “Cool,” I told him. “You’re back.”He kissed me leisurely. When he was finished, I was more than ready to head home. Fast.“You make me laugh,” he told me seriously.

~ Patricia Briggs

Riley knelt down, clasping the fur at the back of her neck. “You’re fucking bruised all down your back. Why the hell didn’t you tell me it hur

~ Nalini Singh

You said I could pet you as long as I liked.” “Didn't say I wouldn't try to fuck you in the middle of the petting.” Her eyes snapped up to meet his. “That's feline logic. You're a wolf.” “I'm learning from the best.

~ Nalini Singh

I didn't like anyone except me having their hands all over him. There had been possession in Wolf's touch, and Adam belonged to me.

~ Patricia Briggs

I was too busy fighting the river to worry about adjusting my beliefs in accordance to reality.

~ Patricia Briggs

Smiling, she went for his throat and almost had him, when—using a move that was all sorts of illegal—he flipped her again so her front pressed into the leaf-laden ground, her wrists still locked in his iron grip and pinned above her head. “Cheater.” “So says the woman who tried to kick my balls into my throat,” he pointed out, even as he licked the salt off the skin of her neck in a lazy and highly provocative move.

~ Nalini Singh

Once— and most of the night definitely counts as once—you can write off as a mistake. But you do this again and he's going to start thinking he has rights over you.” She knew predatory changeling men. They liked control. They particularly liked their women to submit. And Riley was one big giant hunk of testosterone-fueled Neanderthal wolf—he probably thought her submission was his right. She snorted. “Not in this lifetime.

~ Nalini Singh

So, you tumbled that wolf you were with?” Mercy was too much a pack animal to take offense at the personal question. She grinned. “How did you know it was me?” “Do I look senile to you?”...“Yes,” Mercy said. “And I'm not doing it again.” If she kept telling herself that, maybe her traitorous body would actually notice and shut up with its demands. The older woman gave her a sour look. “Damn shame. What, you like them prettier?” A snort. “In my day, we liked men who looked like men.

~ Nalini Singh

You do not beg the sun for mercy.-Maud'dib's Travail from The Stilgar Commentary

~ Frank Herbert

No human face is exactly the same in its lines on each side, no leaf perfect in its lobes, no branch in its symmetry. All admit irregularity as they imply change; and to banish imperfection is to destroy expression, to check exertion, to paralyze vitality. All things are literally better, lovelier, and more beloved for the imperfections which have been divinely appointed, that the law of human life may be Effort, and the law of human judgment, Mercy.

~ John Ruskin

When we understand the character of God, when we grasp something of His holiness, then we begin to understand the radical character of our sin and hopelessness. Helpless sinners can survive only by grace. Our strength is futile in itself; we are spiritually impotent without the assistance of a merciful God. We may dislike giving our attention to God's wrath and justice, but until we incline ourselves to these aspects of God's nature, we will never appreciate what has been wrought for us by grace. Even Edwards's sermon on sinners in God's hands was not designed to stress the flames of hell. The resounding accent falls not on the fiery pit but on the hands of the God who holds us and rescues us from it. The hands of God are gracious hands. They alone have the power to rescue us from certain destruction.

~ R.c. Sproul

I am the reality of all coyotes. The archetype. The epitome. You are just a reflection of me.

~ Patricia Briggs

Quick as a flash, Sawney Rath's eyes hardened. Then I'm ordering you to skin Felch alive! He took the otter's paw, closing it over the knife handle. Obey me!The crowded clearing became as silent as a tomb. All eyes were upon the Taggerung, awaiting his reaction to the order.Tagg turned his back on Sawney and strode to the side of the fox strung up to the beech bough. He raised the blade. Felch shut his eyes tight, his head shaking back and forth as his nerves quivered uncontrollably. With a sudden slash Tagg severed the thongs that bound him. Felch slumped to the ground in a shaking heap. Tagg's voice was flat and hard as he turned to face Sawney.I'm sorry to disobey your order. The fox is a sorry thief, but I will not take the life of a helpless beast.

~ Brian Jacques

We do not want to have mercy for the things God has under judgment. We do not want to fall in the ditch on the otherside of unsanctified mercy.

~ Rick Joyner

Man should strive to be a gentleman in a barbaric world, merciful in a merciless time and humane in an inhumane culture.

~ Seth D.

Never beg for mercy. Accept that you have failed. Begging is for dogs and humans.

~ Paolo Bacigalupi

There is no exception to this rule: All the paths of the LORD are mercy and truth unto such as keep his covenant. They say there is no rule without an exception, but there is an exception to that rule.

~ Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Every day my conscience makes confession relying on the hope of Your mercy as more to be trusted than its own innocence.

~ Augustine Of Hippo