Who doesn’t want an exploding wicker chicken?

Steampunk is...the love child of Hot Topic and a BBC costume drama

It's no good choosing your first husband from a school for evil geniuses. Much too difficult to kill.

No one ever explained the octopuses.

I am rather fond of ladybugs. They are so delightfully hemispherical.

I suspect it may be like the difference between a drinker and an alcoholic; the one merely reads books, the other needs books to make it through the day.

How ghastly for her, people actually thinking, with their brains, and right next door. Oh, the travesty of it all.

The ill-informed masses included her own family among their ranks, a family that specialized in being both inconvenient and asinine.

Alexia figured, delightedly, that this meant he did, in fact, tend to traipse around his private apartments in the altogether. Marriage was becoming more and more of an attractive prospect.

Conall,” “Aye, Alexia?” He looked up at her. Was that fear in his caramel eyes? “I am going to take advantage of you,” she said

She took a moment to lament her lack of parasol. Every time she left the house, she felt keenly the absence of her heretofore ubiquitous accessory.

Learn from yesterday, live for today, look to tomorrow, rest this afternoon.

This arrogant, perfumed young noble, in his rustling silks and polished lamellar armour, knew nothing of the hardships of war.

A life dedicated to family, friends, community, and whole humanity is a life well spent.

We are on God's side. This is not a war between Arabs and Jews. It's a war between God and the devil.

And the needles of the pine trees, freshly washed to a deep, rich green, shimmered with droplets that blinked like clear crystals.

What is the best safeguard against false doctrine? The Bible regularly read, regularly prayed over, regularly studied.

I shall give life here my best, and I believe it will give its best to me in return.

What's the point of cleaning up your act if you don't have an act?

Radio is the playground of coincidence.

The number one secret of being a successful writer is this: marry an English major.