Just like all great stories, our fears focus our attention on a question that is as important in life as it is in literature: What will happen next?

The problem is I am both a procrastinator and a power junkie, so I am very frustrating to work with.

Think of you! I do not think of you

Are you insane? she replied. Yes. Jeoff didn't even bat an eye as he admitted it. - Arabella & Jeoff

I suspect that most authors don't really want criticism, not even constructive criticism. They want straight-out, unabashed, unashamed, fulsome, informed, naked praise, arriving by the shipload every...

Funny how people that don't believe in nothin' are so quick to believe every crazy story about people like us.

She decided that day to study Russian, the language of violence, terror, and absurdity. She knew she would never be bored.

A woman never thoroughly cares for her lover until he has ceased to care for her

I felt a lunatic's laugh welling up inside me.

He felt Miss Kristina's presence like something poisonous and something infinitely sweet mixing together in his blood. Inside him, a lack of willpower and a colossal tension battled it out. He felt...

There are few men more superstitious than soldiers. They are, after all, the men who live closest to death.

"People see stories everywhere," Regine says. "That's what my father used to say. We take random events and we string them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how...

She has one hell of a dark soul, but damn, it's so full of light!

He that's convinced against his will Is of the same opinion still.

my intention that people will feel like throttling her

It doesn't matter if I'm only to be gone four days, as in this case; I take six months' supply of reading material everywhere. Anyone who needs further explication of this eccentricity can find it...

in a squalid, run-down house in the worst

It was a very bad idea. It was a terrible idea. It was the worst idea he had ever heard. It was irresistible.

"It is hard to force obedience," he said, "without encouraging resentment."

from arrogance came apathy, from apathy came ignorance, from ignorance came hatred, and from hatred, well…nothing good ever came from hatred.

We had a kind of pity for each other; we were both afflicted permanently with a feeling of sad helplessness because we were unable to make each other happy in this way. But nothing stopped us from...

Sometimes it happens that people we don't know inspire sudden interest in us when we see them for the first time, even before exchanging a word with them.

People are supposed to fear the unknown, but ignorance is bliss when knowledge is so damn frightening.

In terms of having an experience, seriously contemplating a murder was almost as good as going through with it, and it had the added benefit of not entailing risk.

She loved attention. It was like a glass of the best champagne—bubbly and intoxicating—and as with champagne, she always wanted more of it. Still, she didn't want to seem like an easy mark. "If...

That hurts my pride, Watson. It is a petty feeling, no doubt, but it hurts my pride. It becomes a personal matter with me now...

I could easily forgive his pride, if he had not mortified mine.

It is common that on sleepless nights one is theoretically more decisive than during the day, in fact. The next day, upon coldly analyzing this possibility, I concluded that I would never have enough...

Not at all. It's why people come. They say it's about looking smart, or beautiful, or professional, but it's not. Gray-haired ladies try to recapture their former brunette. Brunettes want to go blond....