But she knew that no matter what beauty lay behind, it must remain there. No one could go forward with a load of aching memories.

It is axiomatic among writers that no one ever sues the writer of an unsuccessful book. Just let a book go over twenty-five thousand copies and it is surprising how many people's feelings are hurt, how many screwballs think their brain children have been stolen, and how many people feel that they have been portrayed in a manner calculated to bring infamy upon them.

So it was true! A pain slashed at her heart as savagely as a wild animal's fangs.

I wonder if anyone but me realizes what goes on in that head back of your deceptively sweet face.

Crackers are short on sparkle.

Times were so hard it was difficult to feed and lodge humans, much less animals.

Men and women, they were beautiful and wild, all a little violent under their pleasant ways and only a little tamed.