Grab It While You Can Because Tomorrow

Bite Me." -lieutenant Eve Dallas, From Any Of The In Death Books.

Oh, God. God, Isn't That Perfect? He's Dad. He's Dad With A Layer Of Nerd. Solid, Steady, Chipping Away So Patiently, You Don't Even Know You've Had Your Shields Hacked Down Until You're Defenseless. It's The Type." "you're Not In Love With A Type, You're In Love With A Man," Penny Corrected. "or You're Not.

There Were Too Many Idiot Men In The World, To Her Way Of Thinking. And Most Of Them Ended Up Bumping Up Against Stubborn Women.

My Fondest Wish, I Suppose, Would Be To Die At The Keyboard Right After Finishing A Book, Perhaps With A Little Time Off To Have Some Really Good Sex. It's Not, 'oh, Thank God, This Is Book No. 250. I Can Die Now.'

We Make Destiny With Every Turn, Every Choice.