The child who was happy with herself meant the parents had won the jackpot.

Books light the fire-whether it's a book that's already written, or an empty journal that needs to be filled in.

Just the act of sleeping beside someone you liked to be with. Maybe that was love.

Being a teacher at a restaurant in the town where you lived was a little like being a TV star.

I've been waiting for someone to sign the permission slip for me to write about sex. In the meantime, I've written about sex in all my books anyway.

Twitter," said Manny, waving his hand. "You know what that is? Termites with microphones.

But now the world, he thought, had taken them. He knew that this could suddenly happen. One day you just woke up, and there was somewhere that you needed to be.