What kind of wedding would you like?" he asked, and stole another kiss before she could reply. "The kind that turns you into my husband." She touched the firm line of his mouth with her fingers. "What kind would you like?" He smiled ruefully. "A fast one.

But sometimes normal just isn't happening. Sometimes crazy feels too good to resist.

I always counsel aspiring novelists that passion is the most important quality for a writer to possess - technique can be taught, but that relentless desire to write has to come from within.

No one can tell you what your path is . . . but someday you'll discover it. . . and it won't be at all what you expected.

I grasp reality, but sometimes I like to choke it into submission.

In this life and the next, you're my only hope at happiness.

Marriage would change hardly anything between us, except that we would end our arguments in a much more satisfying way. And of course I would have extensive legal rights over your body, your property, and all your individual freedoms, but I don't see what's so alarming about that.