The worst, the very worst requirement of friendship, in Eve Dallas’s opinion, was sitting through an entire evening of childbirth classes. What went on there – the sights, the sounds, the assault on all the senses – turned the blood cold.
She walked with a ghost of herself, one full of potential and possibility. One who was fearless. Where had that girl gone?
You can’t write well what you don’t read for pleasure. If it doesn’t entertain you, it’s not going to entertain anyone else.
What kind of a maniac needed over five thousand plates?
She wants to learn how to handle a gun. Well, I want George Clooney naked in my bed, but I haven’t attempted kidnapping. Yet.
If love doesn’t make a fool of us, what will?
The simple and most complex answer is love.
He had realised that most vital of humanities. he had touched lives. And he had raised three boys that no one had wanted into men.
Niall: We’re tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.
Shannon: Only the living suffered. Only they were riddled with guilt and regret and unanswered questions.
Love without trust? It’s not love at all.
I don’t fiddle or edit or change while I’m going through that first draft.
I had the blood and fire rule when my boys were young. You know, unless it’s blood or fire, don’t bother me.
Wouldn’t it be nice if everything balanced in the world? If right came out on top and wrong was punished. It sure would be simple.
Half full, half empty, what the hell difference does it make? If there’s something in the damn glass, drink it.
My fondest wish, I suppose, would be to die at the keyboard right after finishing a book, perhaps with a little time off to have some really good sex. It’s not, ‘Oh, thank God, this is book No. 250. I can die now.’
If you write in category, you write knowing there’s a framework, there are reader expectations.
If you can’t dance on it, it isn’t coffee.
Grudges are bridges with faulty spans. Falling off one is a lot more rewarding than getting stuck on the other side.
Love is very funny business. And sex – well, let’s face it, sex is hysterical.