Cassidy continued to rub his chest and groaned at Ollie pleadingly. “I don"t like it. Make it stop.”“It"s just love, sweetie. It won"t kill you. I promi

God gave us crying so other folks could see when we needed help, and help us.

Silence, like madness, is only comparative.

I never laugh or smile when I am writing. When I come home for lunch after writing all morning, my wife says I look like I just came home from a funeral. This is not bragging. This is an illness.

Poetry's a thing that belongs to everyone.

I'm a girl who eats, I love to eat.

Ham smiled. "Cett's going to be furious." Elend shrugged. "He's a paraplegic. What's he going to do? Bite us?

When I lose a match, I know that I lose on the court and not in life.

I do like a song that can look good on a page without even being sung. I edit and edit and edit.

If you write in category, you write knowing there's a framework, there are reader expectations.

Influence is just persuasion in slow motion.