My Soul Will Find Yours.

He Was The Most Perfectly Formed Man She'd Ever Imagined. He Was Movie Stars, Men In Underwear Commercials, Guys At The Gym, The Construction Worker In The Red T-shirt Who'd Whistled At Her But She'd Pretended She Hadn't Heard; He Was The Men In Three-piece Suits Whose Brains Were As Sexy As Their Bodies; He Was Lazy, Indolent Seventeen-year-old Boys Whose Muscles Bulged Out Of Their Clothes, Rodeo Stars, And Those Smooth-cheeked, Eyeglassed Men Who Held Their Children Tenderly. He Was All Of Them.

Were I To Die Tomorrow, My Soul Would Remember You. ~nicholas Stafford

To Be Able To See The Flaws In Your Own Work Is A Gift.

I Think I'd Want To Have An Affair With A Montgomery But Marry A Taggert.

You Should Really Stay True To Your Own Style. When I First Started Writing, Everybody Said To Me, 'your Style Just Isn't Right Because You Don't Use The Really Flowery Language That Romances Have.' My Romances - Compared To What's Out There - Are Very Strange, Very Odd, Very Different. And I Think That's One Of The Reasons They're Selling.