Where's the fun in that?

...there was no such thing as curses. People make and break their own fortunes -they are the masters of their own fate.

Zach,” I said as I lay there “Where did you go? When you were looking for me?” I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes. “Crazy.” His voice was a whisper against my skin. “I went crazy.

I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You

...maybe it's only fitting that relationship that started with a lie would end with one.

Did you hear that? I'm special.

Tell me or I'll yell for Mr. and Mrs. Baxter, and you can find out how bex became bex

You look disappointed to see me, Zach," Macey teased. "Don't you like my jacket?

you're the gallagher girl. figure it out."- zach

I didn't know there were this many math guys," Hale said as they stepped onto the crowded concourse. Kat cleared her throat. "And women," he added. "Math women.

Not knowing you can't do something, is sometimes all it takes to do it.

WRITERS ARE "SPIRITIAL VENTRILOQUIST" WHO HAVE THE ABILITY TO MAKE PAPER TALK!

A voice cannot carry the tongue and the lips that gave it wings. Alone must it seek the ether. And alone and without his nest shall the eagle fly across the sun.

Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging-place of wayfaring men!

The politically correct crowd is tolerant of all viewpoints, except those they disagree with.

I think I was always interested in darker characters just because there was a lot more to do.

What if I pulled through and the pious faction contentedly claimed that their prayers had been answered? That would somehow be irritating.

How else to make a dent in an object as immovable as patriarchy itself...?

I am perfect as I am. Everything in my life is working just the way it should. I am loved, and I am love.

There's always this sense of incredulity that writers feel, because they're usually living flat and ordinary lives, because they have to.

Who knows whence he comes, where he is, and whither he tends, he, and he alone, is wise.