Because When You Hate Something, You Stop

Love Meant Different Things To Different People.

His Mind’s Always On Something Else. He’d Live In A Ratty Cardigan, And He’s Always Worrying Holes In The Pockets Of His Pants. He Can Never Seem To Find His Wallet Or Anything In The Refrigerator. And Just When You Think He’s Not Paying Any Attention To What You’re Saying Or Doing, He Comes Up With Exactly The Right Answer Or Solution.”", [j.d. Robb, Celebrity In Death"“people""who Expect Perfection In A Mate Miss A Lot Of Fun—and Sweetness.", [j.d. Robb, Celebrity In Death]

Nobody's That Naive," She Muttered. "nobody's That Guileless." "he's From Nebraska." Peabody Scanned Her Pocket Unit. "from Where?" "nebraska." Peabody Waived A Hand, Vaguely West.... "they Still Grow Them Pretty Guileless In Nebraska. I Think It's All That Soy And Corn.

When I Left, It Was For You. Coming Back Was For You. There’s Nothing You Can Say, Nothing You Can Do That Would Make Me Leave You Again.

A Writer Never Finds The Time To Write. A Writer Makes It. If You Don't Have The Drive, The Discipline, And The Desire, Then You Can Have All The Talent In The World, And You Aren't Going To Finish A Book.