His voice sounded like molten metal. As if he had something thick at the back of his throat and it was making him sound deeper and richer than he actually was.

Just that one word—sound—sent a strong answering pulse through her body. His tongue curled around syllables that weren’t there, like a promise. This is what you’ll get, if you just let me hear.

He suggested devils, skulls, harsh masculine drawings. This thing was…heart poundingly good. She wanted to pluck it, and bury her face in it, and keep it in a vase by her bedside.

I would never forbid you. I can’t forbid you. It’s not in my power to, and it never should be.

You know it feels good. I can hardly geta…I don’t even…”There was something amusing about watching him trying to form a coherent sen-tence. Amusing, but arousing at the sametime.

Concerning the popularity of vampire books:I don't get it. I think people should read about bloody, heart-singing, mind-searing spirituality. Live your heart’s song, not its drippings.

I’m different, ” said the Kid. “My gran always said I was half clever, half stupid, and half crazy.

Whoever said that money can't buy happiness, simply didn't know where to go shopping

Much can be accomplished if you seek a heart of wisdom and walk diligently with God each and every day.

I can’t be my own person, if i constantly require someone else to hold me together.

The United States always seems to have a way of playing the international cop of the world.

You can't really write until the characters kind of show up one day and tell you what they're going to say. You start to hear the rhythm of the way the people talk, and then it becomes easier.

Calvin [Trillin] has never done anything majorly objectionable.

I can't imagine myself blowing up supermarkets!

In her lived an innocence of soul of which she seemed unaware.