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I had the blood and fire rule when my boys were young. You know, unless it's blood or fire, don't bother me.
What's your status?" she asked him. "Healthy, wealthy, and wise. What's yours?" "Ha. Mean, crafty, and rude.
Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.
What is technology?" Cian pulled his brother inside, pushed the button for the next floor. "It's another god.
I've gotten to know a number of readers from being online, and really treasure the time I've spent with them.
Memories are nice little possessions. As long as you don't ignore the present when you take them out to play.
Dinner's in one hour. If you're not back, sitting at the table, I'll beat you all unconscious with a spatula.
I'd always loved to read - and come from a family of readers - but I never thought about writing as a career.
The most important thing in writing is to have written. I can always fix a bad page. I can't fix a blank one.
Anyone that has character leaves a mark on another. Would you like to leave the world without making a ripple?
Love's scary, and sometimes it's transient. But it's worth the risks and the nerves. It's even worth the pain.
Listen carefully. I'd crush you like a bug for causing my wife one single moment of pain. Believe it. Fear it.
I'm still picking pockets--I just do it as legally as I can. Being married to a cop limits certain activities.
Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there's something in the damn glass, drink it.
I'm a barrel of monkeys, kid, though mostly I figure monkeys stuck in a barrel are just going to be pissed off.
That was the biggest problem with getting used to someone, she thought. You were lonely when they weren't there.
People [are] as much a source of entertainment as they [are] a source of irritation. it keep[s] things balanced.
An eye for an eye.” “That's a revenge thing, right? From some play.” “The Bible, darling. The Lord of all plays.
I'm damned if I'm going to be eaten by a bear when I'm naked." "I'm sure it's a more pleasant experience dressed.
...If I don't have twenty or thirty books right here, waiting to be read, I start jonesing. That's my compulsion.
Love and magic have a great deal in common. They enrich the soul, delight the heart. And they both take practice.
I'd suggest putting your head between your knees, but I think that's physically impossible for you at the moment.
Why would I kill someone I don't know, when I know so many people who irritate me, and havent't killed any of them?
I write every day. Even if I'm not writing well, I write through it. I can fix a bad page. I can't fix a blank one.
Roz to Amelia (the house ghost): How considerate of you, after trying to kill me, to see that I don't catch a cold.
No second chance?" A wry smile twisted Carrick's lips. "There might have been, had I not waited so long to take it.
I'd rather lie bare-assed naked on the sidewalk and be trampled by tourists from South Dakota than be an accountant.
Grudges are bridges with faulty spans. Falling off one is a lot more rewarding than getting stuck on the other side.
You bring the color and the life. It's a lucky man who is offered that color and life, and a wise one who values it.
People who say not to speak ill of the dead are hypocrites, because you can take it ot the bank they're thinking ill.
Be yourself. Be true to that, to your heart. Patience. See what happens if you step back instead of bounding forward.
Even a good place gets to be a rut, especially if you're standing in it alone... Alone and lonely have the same root.
Planting a flower's like opening a book, because either way you're starting something. And your garden's your library.
Not enough." Margo rose and tucked the towel in place. " Come on, let's go stuff her in a locker. For old time's sake.
I believe strongly in writing groups such as Romance Writers Of America that offer support, information and networking.
If people let other people alone, people would be better off. It's always people that screw things up for people anyway.
What if there's a fire?" Glenna said sweetly, and Cian merely smiled. "Then I guess you'd better open a window, and fly.
You love tests?" "Well, yeah. There are questions and answers. True or false, multiple choice, essay. What's not to love?
"It doesn't matter how long it takes." She thought of him, of them, the lifetime already shared. "It's how long it lasts."
She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?
"Do little pink fairies sing and dance in your world, Peabody?" "Sometimes, when it's very quiet and no one else can see."
What about your crepe?" "Stuff It." "She's crazy about you," Mavis commented. "It's almost embarrassing, the way she fawns.
You can't write well what you don't read for pleasure. If it doesn't entertain you, it's not going to entertain anyone else.
And still she felt more confident at the prospect of taking on the Russian Mafia than she did attending a backyard barbecue.
Oh thank you, Jesus." "It's Roarke." He tapped a finger on Eve's head. "You really shouldn't forget your own husband's name.
You're going to be unemployed if you really think you just have to sit around and wait for the muse to land on your shoulder.
She wants to learn how to handle a gun. Well, I want George Clooney naked in my bed, but I haven't attempted kidnapping. Yet.
Two women can't share a house comfortably, no matter how fond they might be of each other. It's got to be one woman's kitchen.
I fear feeling my heart break a second time, because I'm not sure I could survive it. I'd rather live alone than risk the pain.
She's in love, and that makes her strong. She'll need to be." "What makes you strong, Mia?" "Purpose. Love never worked for me.