If A Woman Does Need A Hero,

The Oak Fought The Wind And Was Broken, The Willow Bent When It Must And Survived.

Reading Is Like Breathing. If You Take It Away, First I Become Antsy, Then Violent.

Death Comes To Us All; We Can Only Choose How To Face It When It Comes.

Often You Don't Know Whether A Woman Is Friend, Enemy Or Lover Until It Is Too Late. Sometimes, She Is All Three.

I Think That Quite Often You Can Only Find A Choice Between Bad And Worse. But I Think It's Worth Making The Effort, And I Like To Expose My Characters To That Sort Of Situation.