If looks could kill, she’d be a dead woman.

It’s a small-town rule: Never speak ill of the dead until the estate has paid the outstanding bills.

A girl had to do what a girl had to do and it looked as if this girl’s immediate future included chicken Caesar salad, chocolate cake, and Cary Grant.

Murder was apparently too common-place in the big city to attract much notice. Poor Luther, thought Lucy, as she headed back to the hotel. Even in death he was only a big fish in a small pond.

Lucy had no complaints about her dinner. Anything was fine with her as long as she didn’t have to cook it.

You must dare to make new voyages.

You are certainly unique. Everyone is unique. Nobody has ever suffered quite like you before because nobody has ever been you before.

No one wants to live forever if it means becoming increasingly decrepit.

I'm really good at sleeping on planes. I mean, I smell jet fuel and I'm out; I'm asleep for takeoff.

I love strange choices. I'm always interested in people who depart from what is expected of them and go into new territory.

My brain cannot process failure... It WILL not process failure

Violent nationalism, otherwise known as imperialism, is a curse.

Great Poets discover themselves. Little Poets have to be 'discovered' by somebody else.

I'd always wanted to go to drama school. My life plan was to get into drama school and become an actor, but it took me three years.

This is our island. It's a good island. Until the grownups come to fetch us we'll have fun.