Men!" "At least we don't fake it." "Listen, it was your uncle. And we were late, remember? So I made the sacrifice and got us there in time for dessert. You should be thanking me." Morelli's mouth was open slightly and his face was registering a mixture of astonished disbelief and wounded, pissed-off male pride. Okay, it wasn't that much of a sacrifice at the time, and I knew he shouldn't be thanking me, but give me a break here... this wasn't famine in Ethiopia

I hate mornings. They start so early.

Make sure your main characters are likeable. They can be flawed, but your readers need to be able to root for them.

Maybe your pregnant. Oops, hold on, you're not pregnant, on account of you're not gettin any.

I could use some help with an FTA. What's your problem? He's old, and I'll look like a loser if I shoot him.

Men!" I said. "You all a bunch of chauvinist morons" Stephanie Plum - Ten Big Ones

I'm telling you, it's fu**ing hard to be classy