We weren't going to have it any other way.

Satan thought he won that day because he took a devout Christian man off this Earth. I feel that God turned it around to glorify him, and in God's soldier taken off this Earth he's created an army.

He had no unfinished business. He did what he needed to do in life, and he did it now.

They were jammed under the front seat of the van and a Customs agent saw a paw sticking out.

A novel is like a gland pill - it nips off the cream of my hysterics and gets them running on track in a book where they belong instead of rioting all over my person.

Why would I worry about getting older - what's to moan about?