I'm not the most detailed writer. I have a tendency to be more action-oriented vs. descriptive.

I loved ghost stories, creaky staircases, stormy nights. If it guaranteed nightmares I read it by flashlight, after midnight.

You try as a parent. You love beyond reason. You fight beyond endurance. You hope beyond despair. You never think, until the very last moment, that it still might not be enough.

If you choose to do something, do it with your utmost. And remember, expect nothing and life will be velvet.

The only time you're calm, you're centered, you're at peace, is when someone's trying to kill you. And that's just plain twisted.

I think one of the appeals of suspense is to safely explore our innermost fears.

Life may not be perfect, at least it offered moments that were perfect enough.

Before I became a suspense novelist, I wrote romantic suspense as Alicia Scott.

It wasn’t that strangers couldn’t hurt you. It was simply that the people you loved could do it so much better.

Women cry. Men laugh. Whiners moan. Men laugh. Wimps complain. Men laugh.

Youth is no excuse for sloppiness.

I stood still, vision blurring, and in that moment, I heard my heart break. It was a small, clean sound, like the snapping of a flower's stem.

I told her running away from your problems doesn't solve anything. Really it just hurts the people who count on you.

He preferred to give in the light, because whenit was dark, he was afraid his giving would go unnoticed

Words have the power to make things true if they're said right.

I suffer from and enjoy an incredibly vivid dream life. A lot of times there is a sort-of narrative and other times they are just funhouses of non-linear imagery and other scary stuff.

The Things that never can come back, are several - Childhood - some forms of Hope - the Dead.

This will of Stirner's, this restless probing of all given knowledge, this endless questioning, and the continuous bending towards new understanding.

Sometimes I think I was making music through the wrong end of a magnifying glass.

The thing about being a photographer that's so cool is that you get to participate, but you also get to disappear. The camera is in front of your face all the time.

I want to be alone. Sympathies wasted on my hollow shell. I feel there's nothing left to fight for. No reason for a cause.