“The thick plottens.”

“Color Vision Deficiency isn't the end of the world. It's just a different view of it.”

“The best thing about being a writer is the joy of creating a story that’s never been told before.”

“The only drama I have time for is the kind between the covers of a book.”

“If you define yourself by your hair texture you have some soul searching to do. Start now the rest of us are tired of your stupidity.”

“Whenever I see a grammatical error in my writing I feel like I'm standing in Central Park naked.”

“Whatever her name was, she was pretty. She had a thick, careless braid of chestnut hair, a quick smile, and dark, merry eyes. She wore some kind of a fuzzy lavender pullover, and when she crossed her legs and lifted her guitar onto her lap, she had an interesting way of tucking the foot of the bottom leg back under her chair that made Hector feel melty. He looked away in self-preservation.”