Once he left the Haywood out for her with a page number on a scrap of paper, and she opened the book to recipes for Distillation. Jess laughed at the page George had found for her. There, between inst...

Oh, that flipped my bitch switch from meh to pure I’m going to cut a bitch rage.

Night, G'rard. 'Night, mouse.

My mate. Death incarnate. Night triumphant.

My friend, you had horses, and deed of arms, and the free fields; but she, being born in the body of a maid, had a spirit and courage at least the match of yours. Yet she was doomed to wait upon an ol...

Men who believe that the way to the mind is not by way of ice picks through the brain or large dosages of dangerous medicine but through an honest reckoning of the self.

Jesse, who had not stirred the whole time from the spot he'd been standing, confident I could handle Cheryl myself, was grinning.

J.R.R.Tolkien has confessed that about a third of the way through The Fellowship of the Ring, some ruffian named Strider confronted the hobbits in an inn, and Tolkien was in despair. He didn't know wh...

It's because of my grandfather that I became a Young Avenger. But it's hard sometimes, to be a black kid carrying a name like Patriot. I remember talking to Captain America about before he died, and h...

It wasn't just my beast's hunger, but Jean-Claude's blood thirst and Richard's craving for flesh. It was all that and the ardeur running through all of it, so that one hunger fed into the next in an e...

It was if the devil himself had devised the perfect earthly torture for Lady Alicia Lawrence. Now how will I occupy myself when I get to hell?

Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

If a man has his eyes bound, you can encourage him as much as you like to stare through the bandage, but he'll never see anything.

I still suspect that most people start out with some kind of ability to tell a story but that it gets lost along the way. Of course, the ability to create life with words is essentially a gift. If you...

I began to enjoy my own generosity; I felt the pleasure of pleasing others, especially as this was accompanied by money-power. I was paying for them; they were grateful, they had to be; and they could...

His belly was flabby, and it got softer every time I hit it. I hit it often.

Hero, who had not failed to notice Miss Milborne's roses, and George's haggard appearance, took the earliest opportunity that offered of following him to his retreat. Her tender heart ached for the pa...

Farah answered the door and I knew immediately her pants had recently been off. When our eyes met, I sensed she knew I knew. Farah gave me a casual smile then realized her ponytail was hanging weird o...

Eye Contact Can Reveal if a Person is . . . • Shy or gregarious• Honest or deceitful• Confident or terrified• Interested or bored• Patient or irritated• Sincere or inauthentic• Organized or Unprepared...

During the 1992 election I concluded as early as my first visit to New Hampshire that Bill Clinton was hateful in his behavior to women, pathological as a liar, and deeply suspect when it came to mone...