Quotes About Author

The notion of love as a potentially destructive and potentially redemptive human force is something that comes across in all my books.

What I love is finding immersive jobs. I've always wanted a challenge.

When I'm in London, I love to visit Kensington gardens and just sit in the park and read a good book.

You claim that any promise which gives you the power, and guarantees you the love of God must be the false promise of the devil.

I still love the book-ness of books, the smell of books: I am a book fetishist—books to me are the coolest and sexiest and most wonderful things there are.

I hope to be remembered as an author who defined and exemplified excellence in crafting the modern love story.

I love horror movies. I consider myself a horror author, sometimes.

While I love the medium, I've always been skeptical about the value of blogs as businesses.

I was hooked on writing. I mean, where else can you get paid for sticking your nose into somebody else's business?

from phone calls and emergencies, to say nothing of the hours he spent in his study. He would have time to talk to her. What about, she had no idea, but if there was nothing else to attract his attention he might

You'd think after seven years of riding, I'd have you broken in by now.' She licked him intimately.

She swung the Stetson around and around on her finger, lifted it and whirled it through the air. It landed right on target, sitting up straight over his arousal.

Say, who is this Mr. King?" "What Mr. King?" asked Ramona, walking into his trap. "Nosmo King

Ramona, are you having problems with your income tax?" Mrs. Quimby asked, behaving as if she were serious even though she was joking.

No," said Ramona. "He's the kind of grown-up who teases children and thinks he's funny.

As Ramona sat letting these thoughts slide through her mind, the telephone rang in the kitchen.

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Come on, Ribsy. Come on, Ribs, old boy. I'm going to call you Ribsy because you're so thin.

Maybe all boys were exasperating. Maybe this was one of the fundamental truths of life her father was always telling her she had so much to learn about.

Pest was a fighting word to Ramona, because it was unfair. She was not a pest, at least not all the time. She was only littler than everyone else in the family, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not catch up.

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and it occurred to me, with the forcefulness of a thought experienced in 360 degrees, that that's really what history mostly is: masses of people doing ordinary things.