She had the soft presence of a fish hook in the eye.

Nothing woke up a man as quickly in the morning as a scorpion in his pants.

No matter what her father wanted, no way was Clara going to partner up with Light Walker. He'd suggested a tarantula for a snack, for heaven's sake. The were never, ever, ever going to work together.

Ah, you're warming up to me. You know what comes next." "Bitter disappointment?" she deadpanned.

Where did you grow up?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Who says I've grown up?

What anger wants, it buys at the price of soul.

I can't find the words." She stared daggers at him. "Don't hurt yourself trying.

You're not horribly terrible." He shook his head at her. "You say the nicest things." He held her gaze for a moment. "You're not trying to get into my pants, are you?

His voice still had the rasp of desire as he asked, "If I disappear, will you come and find me?

I hope we'll be friends." His grin was pure sin.... She stuck with the truth. "I hope we won't be enemies.

She wasn't entirely sure if she was being rescued or kidnapped.

Only when men are connected to large universal goals are they really happy-and one result of their happiness is a rush of creative activity.

There's always a time for change, and you should never be frightened of it.

The meaning ... of a writer will be found not just in what he intends to say, or what he does literally say, but in the effect of his writing on living beings.

I like to design my clothes; I design my jewelry, yeah. It's fun.

If you are having the right kind of spiritual fellowship, you will have power with God, and there is no escaping it!

Changing the world, one exclamation point at a time.

Enjoy every minute of life. Never second-guess life.

I loved superhero stuff.So comfortable, I got to wear like orthopedic running shoes every day.

Forget about what the technology is. Just understand the motivation behind it.

Some interviewees you make friends with and some you don't.