It's inappropriate for the queen of the dead to be afraid of ghosts.

Wow, girlfriend, you're incompatible with life! And here I thought I was just incompatible with pink.

We have souls. Sure we do. Otherwise we'd do bad things all the time. You know, like politicians.

I've got a folder full of rejection slips that I keep. Know why? Because those same editors are now calling my agent hoping I'll write a book or novella for them. Things change. A rejection slip today might mean a frantic call to your agent in six months.

He snarled at me. "This isn't over yet, Betsy." "Excellent," I said. "I would also have accepted 'You haven't seen the last of me' and 'You'll regret this'.

Back off, boys. You don't want to mess with an out-of-work secretary. We're real testy.

You don't scare me, Cadence Jones. I've lived with crazy, I've ridden with crazy, I've vacationed with crazy, I've visited crazy in various hospitals, I've sat in on therapy sessions with crazy. Frankly, I think women who don't have major emotional disorders are really very dull.