Take your hands off her, Sinclair told the guy behind me, Or they'll write books about what I'll do to you.

Fredrika Bimm, what do you think you're doing?" "Freaking out. Losing my mind. Thinking about snapping your husband's spine. Squashing the urge to vomit. Wishing I had died at childbirth." "Oh, you say that when you don't get a prize in your Lucky Charms.

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.

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

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

She couldn't tell where his pupils ended and the irises began; looking into those eyes was like looking into a well where children had drowned.

Has anyone ever told you that you lack focus?