I--buy, And I Sell." "you're A Thief.

I Am Not Wise, But I Can Always Learn.

Curse Him For Being All Tight Muscle, With Ivory Skin And A Mouth As Soft As Rose Petals. Curse Him For Having Hair As Fair As The Sun, And Eyes As Black As Night. Curse Him For Having The Grace Of A Cat And Deft, Cool Hands. And Now I Am Having The Same Argument On Paper That I Have In My Own Head On Too Many Nights. I Know My Choice Is Sensible, But It Isn't My Common Sense I Think With, Those Times Rosto's Stolen A Kiss From Me.

What People Tell Me They Take Away From My Books Is That They Can Shape Their Lives, They Can Achieve Their Own Dreams. And Certainly That's What I Want Them To Take Away.

Anyone Who Tells You They Don't Need To Rewrite, They're Usually The Ones Who Need It Worst.

We'll Be Chopped Up Before You Can Say 'king Maggot'.