Don't 'honey' Me In That Southern-fried Twang.

Happy Fuller: Somehow You Always Love In A Special Way The One Who Gives You The Most Grief.

There's No Reward Without Work, No Victory Without Effort, No Battle Won Without Risk.

I Never Had A Plan, Except To Write. I Love What I Do, And Have From The Beginning. Loving What You Do Makes It A Lot Easier To Work, Every Day, To Face The Tough Spots And Heel In For The Long Haul. Nothing Against Plans; They Work For Some People. But For Me, If I'd Been Planning, Worrying About Numbers, Trying To Micro-manage My Career, I Wouldn't Have Focused On The Writing. If You Don't Write, You're Not Read. If You're Not Read, You Don't Sell. So That's My Master Plan, I Guess. Write The Books, Let The Agent Agent, The Editor Edit, The Publisher Publish.

Love Without Trust? It's Not Love At All.

[first Line] “the Business Of Murder Took Time, Patience, Skill, And A Tolerance For The Monotonous.