We're making a list." "And checking it twice." Edward shook his head.

A certain type of man, when he loves for the first time, his love is not really love, it is possession. Possessions don't have rights or feelings; they are something to owned and controlled. He had spent more than a year trying to do just that, and failing.

I will go to my grave seeing the look on your face at the last. Keep it up and you'll go sooner than later.

Death cures all ills. Well, most of them.

You don't smoke do you?" "No, why?" "They're afraid of fire." "Great, we're going to be eaten alive because neither of us smokes." I almost laughed. He sounded so thoroughly disgusted.

Neither love nor evil conquers all, but evil cheats more.

I've lost track of the number of people who want to be writers but never actually write anything. Talking about writing, dreaming about writing, can be very fun, but it won't get a book written. You've got to write