Just because I'm no jaw clacker doesn't mean there should be a ruction put up whenever I have sommat to say.

At last Niko dropped his hands, and opened his eyes. His perfect tree illusion solidified and settled. "Very nice," said Briar with approval. "Couldn't have done better myself" "Couldn't do it at all yourself," muttered Tris. Briar ignored her. "But you'd never find a cork oak in these parts. Too cold." Niko looked down his nose at the boy. "I beg your pardon?" Briar shrugged. "Just thought I'd mention it." Niko glared.

If you've a story, make sure it's a whole one, with details close to hand. It's the difference between a good lie and getting caught.

Don't call me 'gentleman'. I work for a livin'.

So long as there are nobles and commoners, the wealthy and the poor, those with power will be heard, and those without ignored. That's the world.

Where everyone else sees a straight line, you see a maze, and when I'm done talking to you, the maze starts to make more sense --Reply by Dove to Aly's silent inquiry

With each book, in each place, I have to keep an ongoing map as I write because otherwise I don't know where I am.