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.

A few moments later Mom opened my door and peered in at me. "Logan Hansen is here to see you." If it had been anyone else in the world, I would have told my mother to send him away. Santa Claus himself could have shown up to explain his whereabouts since my childhood, and I would have turned him out.

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

You can't wish for more wishes or for vague generalities like happiness that are impossible to grant. Your wish has to be something specific enough that I can use my wand to make it happen. Oh, and recently there's been a ban on inserting yourself into the Twilight series. The Cullens are tired of different teenage girls pinging into their story every time they turn around.

"Women," he said in disgust. I wasn't sure whether we was referring to me or nuns.

The only wishes that will ever change you are the kind that may, at any moment, eat you whole.

Happy people are rarely interesting.