A little snark, properly directed, can change the world..

Writing a first draft and reminding myself that I'm simply shoveling sand into a box so that later I can build castles..

Isi, I’m trying to say that you’ve been… no, you’re so, you’re–” He stopped. "You are,” he said. His hand found hers, and he held her finger tightly,….

I think the only way to get through this life is laughing hard and constantly, mostly at myself..

Truth is when your mind and your gut agree..

Many times I have learned that, you never judge a book by its cover. Like people, it is the inside that counts..

You are my butterfly and refuse to set you free..

Being a writer is a good, good thing..

The rewrites are a struggle right now. Sometimes I wish writing a book could just be easy for me at last. But when I think about it practically, I am….

The book smelled dusty and old but also carried a sweet tang, a hint of something inviting. She opened to the first page and started to read, pronoun….

... If we don't tell strange stories, when something strange happens we won't believe it..

My ma says a rock lasts forever, but people don’t, and that’s what makes them more precious..

I keep thinking about a tale my nurse used to read to me about a bird whose wings are pinned to the ground. In the end, when he finally frees himself….

I, Geric-Sinath of Gerhard, declare that you're beautiful and you're perfect and I'll slay any man who tries to take you from my side. Goose girl, ma….

You, what are you? The brat of lucky parents who were related to a childless king. There is no such thing as royal blood. I believe we are what we ma….

Look no farther than your hand, Make a choice and take a stand..

I don't know how you persist in being so stubborn-" "It's a superpower. I was bitten by a radioactive mule..

Even the jerks earn some of our affection. We can be glad they're gone and yet still mourn the good parts..

Mama used to say, you have to know someone a thousand days before you can glimpse her soul..

Throwing herself into learning helped Miri ignore the painful chill of solitude around her..

But, how do you know if an ending is truly good for the characters unless you've traveled with them through every page?.