Occupation: Author Birth: March 22, 1947
Love between two people can last a long time if the people love themselves some, and are ready to give love to another person..
The vampire underworld is much larger than most people could imagine. It exists in all the cities mentioned in the book, but also in many, many more.….
Some kids get called "bundles of joy" or "slices of heaven" or "dreams come true." We got "the fifty-fourth generation of DNA experiments." Doesn't h….
Iggy. This is not a democracy," I said,(...)"It's a Maxocracy..
Does anything on you work properly?" Asked ter Borcht. "Well, I do have a highly developed sense of irony." Replied Iggy..
You're lucky if you find something you like to do, and it's a miracle if somebody will pay you to do it..
I love to tell stories. It's a delight for me..
I am not a great prose stylist. I'm a storyteller. There are thousands of people who don't like what I do. Fortunately, there are millions who do..
My life would never contain a convenient, pain-saving plan when it could stretch a problem out into an endless agony of uncertainty and torture..
I love you. I love your smile, your snarl, your grin, your face when you're sleeping..
You have a memory chip that small implanted in you,” he verified. I nodded, guessing this was somewhat worse than having cooties..
"I can talk to fish!" Angel said happily, water dripping off her long, skinny body. "Ask one over for dinner," Fang said, joining us..
An unbearable smug look came over his usually impassive face."Uh-huh. You just keep telling youself that. You looove me." I took a swing at him, but ….
If you love something let it go.. if it comes back its yours.
Never underestimate the power of funny, it moves mountains..
How did you become blind, uh, Jeff is it?" Yeah, Jeff. Well, I looked directly at the sun, you know, the way they always tell you not to. If only I h….
When did they start coming after you?” “Was it—was it after the oil- slick Hummer crash?” the Gasman asked Iggy tentatively. My eyes widened. Oil-sli….
Jeezum—humans were like eggshells..
Life can be like walking on a high wire. Falling seems a tiny misstep away..
maybe, beauty, true beauty, is so overwhelming, it goes straight to our hearts.maybe it makes us feel emotions that are locked away inside.
Our parents were a test tube and a turkey baster..