Well you can't believe everything you read. After all, by definition, fiction writers lie for a living.

That's the magic of books. They're never quite the same for any two people. When you read one, you automatically make it your own.

You can always tell how a man will treat his wife by the way he treats his mother.

Perhaps selling your children, your future, just happened one bad decision at a time.

You know, sometimes you've got to trust the people you love. You've got to trust that if they're good people, they'll make good decisions.

Goose neck is a delicacy. You have to at least try it. In fancy restaurants people pay up to fifty dollars a plate for this stuff.' And at our house we were force-fed it for free. Just another irony of life.

I bet you Cinderella didn't get along with Prince Charming's friends. Oh sure, the knights and barons probably put up with her on account that she was pretty and had such dainty feet and all, but you should know every duchess and contess in the kingdom hated her guts.