What's your name?" Donald." Hi, Donald, missed you at the wienie roast.

The fey in this country keep to themselves, and are a separate nation, much like the American Indians, but with even more autonomy.

Some wounds cut us so deep that they stop us. Stop us from letting go, from growing up, from seeing the truth.

There are only two kinds of vampire hunters: good ones and dead ones.

When sex is necessary for the plot of a book, or a character development, then I don't shy away from it. Why should I?

I so wanted out of this conversation, but it was like a car accident: Once you started spinning, you could only wait and see what you hit.

Anything under size five isn't a woman. It's a boy with breasts.