Niall: We're tossed by the winds of fate. Once we end where they blow us, we make of ourselves that we will.

You can't write well what you don't read for pleasure. If it doesn't entertain you, it's not going to entertain anyone else.

Once you considered failure you were one step farther away from success.

And still she felt more confident at the prospect of taking on the Russian Mafia than she did attending a backyard barbecue.

I loved the process of writing.

There I go being critical again. Does a man have to stand on one foot and juggle for me to consider him entertaining? What am I looking for? A knight?...No, knights are all polished and shiny. I think my taste runs to something with a bit of tarnish and maybe a few scratches. Someone who can make me laugh and cry and make me angry and make my knees tremble when he touches me.

If you can't dance on it, it isn't coffee.