I'm Not Terribly Fond Of Soapboxes.

One Of My Rules Is Never Explain. A Writer Is A Lot Like A Magician, If You Explain How The Trick Works Then A Lot Of The Magic Turns Mundane.

There Comes A Point When You Just Love Someone. Not Because They're Good, Or Bad, Or Anything Really. You Just Love Them. It Doesn't Mean You'll Be Together Forever. It Doesn't Mean You Won't Hurt Each Other. It Just Mean You Love Them. Sometimes In Spite Of Who They Are, And Sometimes Because Of Who They Are. And You Know That They Love You, Sometimes Because Of Who You Are, And Sometimes In Spite Of It.

I Hate To Shop. I Consider It One Of Life's Necessary Evils, Like Brussels Sprouts And High-heeled Shoes.

Vampires Are People Too!

Children Make That Big A Difference To You? He Asked. I Nodded. Yeah, They Do. I Never Figured You As The Maternal Type. I'm Not, But Kids Are People, Edward, Little People Trapped By The Choices The Adults Around Them Make.