When I write I pretend I'm telling a story to someone in the room and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished.

I looked into her eyes. "Mom, who do you pray to?" I just pray, Daniel. That's all.

What are you doing here?” [ndr prison] Selling Girl Scout cookies,” I said. “Want some? The Samoas are terrific.” (Max II to Max)

When you go out to Hollywood, it's like, "Here's the book. It is what it is. It'll always stay the same."

Ari felt like, Hellooo, I have wings! I turn into a wolf! Blending is out is out of the question!

I gave him a kick and he stepped back onto the third rail. Exploding, flaming eraser! This is why moms tell you to stay away from the third rail, but it sure came in handy this time.

Six Seconds should be Rick Mofina's breakout thriller. It moves like a tornado.