The mistakes don't matter. It's what you do when you mess up that does.

Where did he go!” he bellowed, gloved hands clenching. “I had him in a snare that would take Alexander the Great a lifetime to untwist, and he did it in a week!” Al took a step, pinwheeling as his booted heel found an ice cube.

...It's easier to find a way to make money at something you love than to learn to love a job that you can make money at.

I’m your worst nightmare come to walk this side of the lines. I’m an elf, Trent something you’re forgotten how to be. You’re scared of black magic. I can see fear shimmering under your aura like sweat. I live and breathe black magic. I’m so tainted with it that I will use it without thought, without guilt and without hesitation.

I wish I could say I write 9-5. It's usually more like 8-6, every day but the weekends.

I like the second better, but the first fits with the vampire watching what she can’t have.” I blinked. “What he can’t have,” I amended, flushing.

Maybe I could be friends with a ghost. I wouldn’t be able to kill him.