He leaned down until his lips brushed her ear. “I told you to stop flinching.” And then he bit her. A slow, painless nip but there were definitely teeth involved.

I will love you until the day they put me in the earth.

A queen keeps a court that is spoken about. A goddess keeps a court that is never forgotten.

Emotion without reason lets people walk all over you; reason without emotion is a mask for cruelty.

Your name is written on my heart, Lily

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

But you, you’ve always been the rain, the wind, inside my mind. I taste you when I sleep, when I wake, when I breathe.

Bluebell, you couldn’t take me if I was blindfolded and had both hands tied behind my back.” “Bluebell?” Illium narrowed his eyes. “That’s it, Barbarian.

Some things were worth the dance with danger.

To fight evil, you have to understand the dark.

You’ll have to be my conscience.” He knew his flaws, and he knew the parts of him that were irrevocably broken. “Mine isn’t going to grow back.

Dead. Never been that before. Not even once.

Your passion is measured by the difference between your willingness to take actions and your desire to quit. When your desire to quit outweighs your willingness to persist, you are ripe for failure!

And I loved seeing that because they're great interesting cities in of themselves so I'm looking forward to actually being able to use it as itself instead of being a bad New York.

I carry my flute around everywhere I go and pull it out. It actually becomes a panacea for me, for things that go on around me. It really gives me relief and calmness, tranquility.

A novel is too much of a commitment. I tend to peruse Twitter - I check to see if I had any mentions and read the latest messages.

we're watchers of this world aren't we? not players

Literature is one of the few areas left where black and white feel some identity of purpose; we all struggle under censorship.

When you disarm the people, you commence to offend them and show that you distrust them either through cowardice or lack of confidence, and both of these opinions generate hatred.

Mountain hikes instilled in me a life-long urge to get to the top of any inviting summit or peak.

Each time, I think I'm never going to write another book. It never gets easier.