Before you lost your mind, how did you make a living?" "I was a hitman for the Mafia. Are you done crying yet?" "I wasn't crying! And I wish you were a hitman because, if I had money, I'd hire you right this minute to knock yourself off.

I write about the men you want to read about but don't necessarily want to be married to.

He could deal with his guilt all by himself. Guilt didn't add up to love, an emotion she was done with forever.

When you've been around a snake long enough, you learn how to crawl in the dirt.

You’re the most important thing in the world to me. I know you don’t believe it, but I’m going to prove it to you.

Ironic, isn't it, what religion does to people?" "I guess it's more ironic what people do to religion.

Something brushed his leg, and he gazed down into the face of Pippi Tucker. The theme from Jaws raced through his head.