This wasn't a position she wanted to be in. And yet . . . yet she knew that she was going to do it anyway.

The funny thing about stop signs is that they're also start signs.

I realize Jubilee is a bit of a stripper name. You probably think I have heard the call of the pole.

Writing is one of the few careers for which you essentially train yourself, the other two major ones being juggling and pickpocketing.

i miss you so much it's giving me a pain in my pancreas.

Fear can't hurt you," she said. "When it washes over you, give it no power. It's a snake with no venom. Remember that. That knowledge can save you.

It's always easier to say good-bye when you know it's just a prelude to hello.

You can never visit the same place twice. Each time, it's a different story. By the very act of coming back, you wipe out what came before.

I like you because you were mad. And you're pretty. And pretty sane for a mad person.

Guilt isn't always a rational thing, Clio realized. Guilt is a weight that will crush you whether you deserve it or not.

I have no phobias. Phobias are irrational. My fears are rational and CAREFULLY CULTIVATED, like roses.

Don’t focus on the action, focus on the mentality behind the action. Analyzing the mentality will help us differentiate between a one-time error and a long-term character flaw.

Every day is a fresh start

I should say, one of the things about being a widow or a widower, you really, really need a sense of humor, because everything's going to fall apart.

Hanging on to a resentment, someone once said, is like drinking poison and hoping it will kill someone else.

In this society, if a man is called a woman, that's the biggest insult he could get...Is that because women are considered something less?

Better is old wine than new, and old friends like-wise.

Life is a do-it-for-others, do-it-yourself project.

Psychic awareness leads to a true perception not only of events, but just of life itself. It is its own raison d'etre.

It's a losing proposition, but one you can't refuse. It's the politics of contraband, it's the smuggler's blues.

When I was praying there was a Presence - I saw nothing and yet Our Lord Crucified seemed present for a few instants.