Actually, [Wax] said, we came here because we needed someplace safe to think for a few hours." Ranette: "Your mansion isn't safe?" Wax: "My butler failed to poison me, then tried to shoot me, then set off an explosive in my study" Ranette: "Huh.... You need to screen these people better, Wax.

This world, it is a tempest sometimes. But remember, the sun always rises again.

To live is to have worries and uncertainties. Keep them inside, and they will destroy you for certain--leaving behind a person so callused that emotion can find no root in his heart.

Women? Women are like...thunderstorms. They're beautiful to look at, and sometimes they're nice to listen to-but most of the time they're just plain inconvenient.

Nothing will train you to write better as a writer, than working on your next book.

Does one deserve to have evil done to her by consequence of putting herself where evil can reach her?

My outlines are always very goal-based. What do I want to have happen by the ending and how can I earn that.