I looked up at Ellen and her not-glowing pentagram. "Harm none is the rule, Ellen: bad witch, no cookie.

Hope will lie to you, but lust is what it is; it never lies.

What we prefer to read is sort of like sexual preference, you like what you like. Most of the time you have no clue why.

I'm learning that you have to make time for what's important. You have to fight to carve little pieces of happiness out of your life, or the everyday emergencies will eat up everything.

If they cheat, can I shoot them?

She stared up at me, and there was something in her eyes, something that said we finally had an understanding. She was afraid of me, and sometimes that’s the best you can do with people. I’d tried kindness. I’d tried friendship. I’d tried respect. But when all else fails, fear will do the job.

Everyone wants to grow up to be a faerie princess. Trust me, It's overrated