Superheroes were born in the minds of people desperate to be rescued.

No child really chooses his religion; it is just the luck of the draw which blanket of beliefs you are wrapped in.

There was, really, nothing you could use as a blueprint for your life, except your past. There was no starting over. There was only picking up the pieces someone had left behind.

The saddest day in the world will be the one when she stops pretending.

You could only save someone that wanted to be saved; otherwise, you'd be be dragged down for the count, too.

I have the most devoted and loyal following. I could probably type up my grocery list and they'd all want to read it. I love that they're willing to let me go wherever I need to go as an author, and they're happy to come along for the ride as the reader.

I am Alice in Wonderland', Josie thought. 'Watch me fall.