What kind of a maniac needed over five thousand plates?

It's Major Ketchup in the bathroom with the laser scalpel." "Hmm." He sliced a delicately herbed spear of asparagus. "Obviously we were meant for each other as I can interpret that as you meaning something more like Colonel Mustard in the conservatory with the candlestick.

Once she'd been a victim- helpless, used, and broken. Now, she was a warrior.

I do not feel obliged in my reading. I read to be entertained and to relax, and to go into another world, not because it's good for me.

You can fix anything but a blank page.

When you find nothing... it means you're eliminating what surrounds the something.

I'd rather be screwed up with you than smooth with anybody else.