It's great that in the German language I've sold almost 30 million books. Isn't that amazing?

Everybody takes what they life from the teachings of the church, and ignores the parts that don't suit them.

She loved him because he had brought her back to life. She had been like a caterpillar in a cocoon, and he had drawn her out and shown her that she was a butterfly.

There is no point in asking a man a question until you have established whether he has any reason to lie to you.

Ethel said: "Lloyd, there's someone here you may remember-" Daisy could not restrain herself. She ran to Lloyd and threw herself into his arms. She hugged him. She looked into his green eyes, then kissed his brown cheeks and his broken nose and then his mouth. "I love you, Lloyd," she sad madly. "I love you, I love you, I love you." "I love you, too, Daisy," he said. Behind her, Daisy heard Ethel's wry voice. "You do remember, I see.

I imagined it. I wrote it. But I guess I never thought I'd see it.

Thrillers have been traditionally very masculine books; the women characters often rather decorative.