However, there are those who deserve to die but who have not yet encountered the means to do so—we help them on their way.

I have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.

When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.

Truly, we are the gods' own children, forged in the fire of our tortured pasts, but also blessed with unimaginable gifts.

People hear and see what they expect to hear and see.

Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours, until Death do us part. Whatever that may mean when consorting with one of Death’s handmaidens.

I cannot tell her I have been moping over a broken heart when I have worked so hard to convince her I have no heart at all.

Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my soul. It is all I can do not to smile at the sheer wonder of it.

Are men truly such idiots that they cannot resist two orbs of flesh?

Why be the sheep when you can be the wolf?

He barks out a laugh. "My little rebel.

I swiftly discovered that there are few things in DIY (and possibly life) that can't be solved with a large mallet, a bag of ten-centimetre nails and some swearing.

Waiting turns men into bears in a barn, and women into cats in a sack.

Never disagree, agree to reach the destination in a different way.

Although love is often depicted as starry-eyed and sweet, love for the self is made of tougher stuff.

Worry in the dark can make it even darker.

From the shaken tower A flock of bells take flight, And go with the hour.

God's power under us, in us, surging through us, is exactly what turns dependence into unforgettable experiences of completeness.

The powerful men in my life have always believed in me: my husband, my son

The more you attack, the more your opponent will make mistakes.

If I declare it to be so, then this is a portrait.