He held up a book then. “I'm going to read it to you for relax.” “Does it have any sports in it?” “Fencing. Fighting. Torture. Poison. True Love. Hate. Revenge. Giants. Hunters. Bad men. Good men. Beautifulest Ladies. Snakes. Spiders... Pain. Death. Brave men. Cowardly men. Strongest men. Chases. Escapes. Lies. Truths. Passion. Miracles.” “Sounds okay,” I said and I kind of closed my eyes.

No more rhymes now I mean it!” “Anybody want a peanut?” “AAHH!

In Hollywood, no one knows anything.

Death cannot stop true love. All it can do is delay it for a while.

When was the last time you read a book? The truth now. And picture books don't count-I mean something with print in it.

I write out of revenge.

Love is many things none of them logical.