Rose to Rachel: You cry you get angry then you do something about it.

And then there are the rare ones who know love, who understand it. Who freely give of themselves, demanding only a return of that love,that trust.

I'll wait for you under the bluebells. I'll be there always.

Actually, I am kind of busy right now,” I drawled as I settled back into the chair and closed my eyes. “You have to make melanin while the sun shines.

I told you, computers are like women. If you shout at them or ask them to do too many things at once, they shut down and you won't even get a sniff" pg. 4

Breaking rules isn't bad when what you're doing is more important than the rule itself

I’ve got your back. Nothing alive will ever hurt you if I have breath in me. And nothing dead will hurt you if I don’t.” (Kisten)

Maybe he thinks he can rescue me? No one is that stupid.

Sure, he had a wife and fifty-four kids, but he looked like a college freshman. A yummy college freshman majoring in Oh-my-god-I-gotta-get-me-some-of-that.

Endings are not always bad. Most times they're just beginnings in disguise.

Sure, it was nice now, but eventually there would be running and screaming and blood on the floor.

We had a choice between Democrats who couldn't learn from the past and Republicans who couldn't stop living in it...

I’m going inside of myself and never coming out.

Become what you should and not what you want to be.

Once a sarriyal, always a sarriyal, she thought.

Most of the songs I write are just very directly from my life. I don't have a big imagination. Whenever I tried to write from fantasy, it comes out sounding really fake.

Find advocates! Having advocates and people who will tell your story for you will only help you get noticed faster by more people.

It is important to find a publisher and equally important not to be noticed until your third or fourth book.

My goal and my career is definitely not to be famous. That's a really horrible goal, just to be famous for the sake of having fame.

There's a plan B? Jack asked. "You're another," Edilio snapped. "You're not going to tell me again that you won't fight, because I swear to God I'll shoot you myself.

Writing is a funny business. You sit in your room and listen to voices and write everything down. What kind of a profession is that?