I grew up on a mixed diet of mass and class, and I still read that way. I hate it when people apologize for what they read. Some bestsellers aren't exactly literary. So what? They're fun and rip-roaring, Who instituted the book police and why do we have to answer them? Grrrrr!

Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras to keep them warm.

Who needs make-believe monsters when there are so many real ones.

There is a ghost here. A lonely, heartbroken spirit. The ghost of everything that could've been and never was.

I will go out again this very night with my rockets and fuses. I will blow them straight out of their comfortable beds. Blow the rooftops off their houses. Blow the black, wretched night to bits. I will not stop. For mad I may be, but I will never be convenient.

You can't argue with the dead, no matter what you say, they always have the last word.

I just love historical fiction.