You stole a boat,” she snapped. "What am I doing with you, you boat-stealing lunatic? Cassandra Clare
Wolves? I should have known. Of course you have wolves. Doesn't everybody?” She snapped her fingers. "The gun, Lucian. Hand it over. I've decided I have to shoot you after all. It's the only way to preserve my sanity. Christine Feehan
Every little helps, said the sow, when she snapped at a gnat. Danish Proverb