There's a saying I remember from my grandmother: One today is worth two tomorrows.

If you want to write for yourself, get a diary. If you want to write for your friends, get a blog. If you want to write for others...become an author.

"So you have your price."... "Your soul for a cookie."

Yes. I owed my life, Angel's life, and my mother's life to a mutant's ability to create industrial-strength snot.

I'm going to turn fifteen tomorrow," i said, warming to the idea. "It's high time. I can't remember when i turned fourteen." (said by Max) If you get to be fifteen, then i get to be fifteen!" Iggy sounded indignant. i looked at Fang. "Wanna be fifteen?" His smile melted me. "Yeah.

Another day. Get up and face it.

You stand out like a fart in a church.