There is no such thing as a soulmate...and who would want there to be? I don't want half of a shared soul. I want my own damn soul.

No one would want to read a book in which I explain the science of cloning because it would be very dull and it would also make no sense.

Why do you lie" I ask her. "To block the truth." Fair enough. Naomi goes on. "Where did we get it in our heads that we need truth all the time? Sometimes lies are nice, you know? You don't have to know the truth all the time. It's too exhausting.

I feel like there's so much darkness in all of my books.

Cinderella!" Dov cried. "Let down your hair!

Can we try to be wise with each other for a very long time?

Who else would find me at just this moment? First he found me drunk, now he found me cleaning up poo from a barking pony who was about to go into attack mode.