“Reading was what I needed to beat back all that noise and silence, those horrible silences. . . .An ink pen was the only way to carve a voice out of the air and have others hear it.”

“The Howard Hughes thing hadn’t actually sounded like such a bad deal until about...oh, eight thirty-five this morning. Something about having his ex carry him to the bathroom and help him wash his balls just took all the fun out of becoming an eccentric recluse.”

“Life's like a roller coaster till it drops, but what should I scream for? This is my theme park.”

“Westering's died out, Jody.”

“[when]asked, “What should I do if I want to become a writer?”“Well,” Doris said, with that steely twinkle in her dark eyes, “My best advice foryou, honey, is to stop if you possibly can! And if you just can’t, then get ready to worklike hell. Hang onto your day job. And remember, you may not make a living, but you’llmake a wonderful life.”

“You know what, Gwen?" he managed, once he'd caught his breath.-"What?""I'm glad you picked me as your birthday present." -Ethan Banks”

“. . . she jumped to her feet and hurried off, returning only seconds later with a dark brown bottle and a coffee mug that said And then Buffy staked Edward. The End.”