I wasn’t in the mood for a fight, but fights weren’t always conveniently scheduled. (Jessica)

All of fiction is truthful. What you create is your own truth and no one can take that away or change it.

There is no shame in losing to the sword of the Prince. There is only shame in choosing not to follow Him.

The other raised his club and attacked L, who inexpliciably fell over on his back like an overturned frog.

Writing is a solitary business. It’s just you and your characters and a blank page you need to fill.

For me, at least, fiction is the only way i can even begin to twist my lying memories into something true.

Grandfather recently died. He died alone on a trip away from home in a town where no one expected him to be

Dar cine iubeşte e dator să împărtăşească destinul fiinţei iubite.

His allure, as he stood there, his face, even with the red swollen eyes, everything about him was gorgeous.

Imagination is highly suspect. Reality is what is beautiful. But we are blind to it because it is familiar.

If a woman were elected president, would our nation expect her husband to be the official White House host?

Please don’t forget me, don’t let me fade away… I was here, I lived, and I loved…

Her kiss could kill us, and my consent signed our death certificates, selfishly and without control. (Eric)

I didn't know then that the mind, like the earth, has several layers: a crust, a mantle, a boiling core.

Oh no, real life is escape. The great terrors, the horrors--we hope--of your life come from reading fiction.