“You know, Ms. Morgan, that was your mother you just hammered," Mr. Solomon said.”

“‘You and your creepy research, Mr. Clark.’‘It's what I do, Ms. Summers.’”

“Morgan said that his mother said that Miss Kildaire is sitting on a shelf."Zach had to think about that one for a few seconds. "He said she's on the shelf?""Uh-huh." An emphatic nod. "I don't know why Miss Kildaire would sit on a shelf, but that's what Morgan said.""I'm guessing there's more.""And then Morgan said that his mother said that Miss Kildaire was too fat to get a man."What a load of horseshit, Zach thought. Morgan's mother was probably some shriveled-up jealous twit. "I see.""And then Morgan said she was a cripple."Zach had a sudden urge to punch out the little rat himself.”

“Mr. Solomon was right the worst kind of torture is watching someone you love get hurt.”

“A blanket could be used as Concealment Revealer. It both conceals and reveals, like great dialogue. Here’s some great dialogue I wrote for two characters, Mr. Brick, and Ms. Blanket:
Mr. Brick: I like your dress
Ms. Blanket: I’m naked, you moron
Mr. Brick: Tuesdays make me vomit. What are you doing one minute after Monday at 11:59 PM?”

“There isn’t a woman I know who hasn’t said they wished they’d listened to their mother… especially where the three Big Ms of women’s lives are concerned: mothering, money, and men.”