It Would Be Nice If You’d Stop

So Many Of Us Had Been Armed That There Were Holsters And Weapons Scattered Among The Passed-out Bodies Like Mercenary Prizes In A Fleshy Cracker Jack Box.

I Cannot Do It. I Cannot Bear It. I Cannot Go Back To What I Was Here. I Cannot Stand At Her Side And Watch Another Take Her. I Am Not That Strong Or That Good.

If You Have A Choice Between Extra Makeup Or Extra Weapons Always Take The Weapons. Just The Fact That You're Debating Between Those Two Choices Proves That You're Going To Need The Weapons More.

Here's The Secret To Finishing That First Book. Don't Rewrite As You Go.

Therapy Can Get You Only So Far With Exorcising Your Childhood Nightmares; After That It's Willpower, And You, And People You Can Trust To Hold Your Hand Along The Way.