Life Is Like A Moustache. It Can

You Love Tests?" "well, Yeah. There Are Questions And Answers. True Or False, Multiple Choice, Essay. What's Not To Love?

Please Let Me Go." "anna." He Lowered His Brow To Hers. "don't Ask Me To Do That, Because I Don't Think I Can Live Without You. Take A Chance, Roll The Dice. Come With Me.

I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.

You Know, Lieutenant, You Wear Your Weapon The Way Other Women Wear Pearls." "it's Not A Fashion Accessory.

Marry Me, Rebecca...you Might As Well Say Yes. I'll Just Talk You Into It.