I’m all alone against the darkness. Dark winds rising against me.

Whatever befalls us, we will endure it together. I clutch my longbow and dagger close to my side. My last thoughts linger on my husband and my boy. I will not let harm come to either of them.

My blood runs cold. Her savage stare and bloodied hands leave no doubts in my mind as she glares up at us from across the battlefield. This must be the fabled Queen of the Picts.

Hot-blooded men make war. It’s up to cool-headed queens like us to make the peace.

The secret of happiness is to be loving, cheerful, and appreciative.

The rule in life is like with tennis: One point won't lose you the match, but if you let it get to you, it will.

I am alive because I am breathing, and I am breathing because God is great and merciful.

The first and great commandment is don't let them scare you.

Assumptions that racism is more oppressive to black men than black women, then and now ... based on acceptance of patriarchal notions of masculinity.

It takes more courage to examine the dark corners of your own soul than it does for a soldier to fight on the battlefield.

Mastering the Art of French Cooking... doesn't mean it has to be fancy cooking, although it can be as elaborate as you wish.

I really like to write, so I can just relax and think about things and realize things and then try to express it on my computer.

Sometimes there just isn't enough vomit in the world.