Love makes saints or sinners out of men.
Bite me." -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.
Survivors lived with their mistakes.
The tune was sad, as the best of Ireland was, melancholy and lovely as a lover's tears.
Men shake hands after they beat each other up; we eat chocolate.
I write every day. Even if I'm not writing well, I write through it. I can fix a bad page. I can't fix a blank one.