She's useful to me, I'm useful to her. As long as that continues, Rowan Street is safe from an old-lady smack down of epic proportions.

I want you to have big dreams, big goals. I want you to strive to achieve them. But I don't want to see you beating yourself up every time you make a mistake.

when times are tough, the weak bail and the tough get creative.

Wow. The guy can make me feel stupid even when he's telling me I don't have to let him make me feel stupid.

The rottweiler stood his ground and waited for me to take the next step in the dance of ritualized intimidation. Instead, I leaped at him. Screw ritual. Now was not the time to stand on ceremony.

Kids who don't eavesdrop on adult conversations are doomed to a childhood of ignorance.

Remembering. Forgetting. I'm not sure which is worse.

A name is so important. A surname connects you to your past, to your family. Even a given name has meaning - why did your parents pick that particular one?

First you buy me a mocha. Then you let me help you hide a body. Now you take me to a biker clubhouse. Best. Day. Ever.

He was trying to tell me something.' Derek snorted. 'Aren’t they all? Must be a rule in the ghost handbook—if in danger of evaporating, make sure you’re in the middle of a dire pronouncement.

I grew up writing about the paranormal, and I blame too many Saturday mornings watching Scooby Doo.

Home is where you are appreciated, safe and protected, creative, and where you are loved - not where you are put in prison.

To prove that the Americans ought not to be free, we are obliged to deprecate the value of freedom itself.

Terror consists mostly of useless cruelties perpetrated by frightened people in order to reassure themselves.

Critics are entitled to have an opinion, but how can they judge how comfortable a building is? No critic is smart enough to judge how a building will perform over time.

I truly thank whoever's up there for giving me the opportunity to be loved.

Because life constantly poses challenges, living demands courage

Stuart must have sensed my despair from the way I began lightly banging my forehead on the table.

War is 90% information.

It seems to me that the secret of true happiness in life is to know what you are and then be content to be that, in style, head up and proud, and not yearn to be something else.

The heart is like a musical instrument of many strings, all the chords of which require putting in harmony.