“You know you're in for a bad day when the Devil eats your last HobNob.”

“I don't usually like to stop women staring at my groin, but... you're a bit intense, I'm starting to worry.”

“Know me right through to my bones.”

“I know I have to give her that freedom. Otherwise I’ve just caged her, haven’t I? And what kind of love would it be, that only came from inside a box?”

“I want to keep her, but I don’t want to tie her. I need her to be able to run, but not to want to. I need her to knowthat. I need her to feel safe with me. Fuck it, I just need her.”

“I did worry at one stage that all my stories seem to revolve around secrets, lies and self-deception, but then I realized that most of human life revolves around those things too, so obviously they were going to feature hugely in anything I wrote. I write about people, so my novels are going to be as different as people are, but with the same core desires, hopes and fears that we all share.”

“One of these days, you're going to fall in love with some guy, and you're not going to know what to do with yourself.”