He called me a pie!” she announced, defensively. There was a pause. “Wait. That’s not right.” “A tart?” “Yes! That’s it!
You should see what she’s wearing, Callie. It’s velvet. Canary yellow velvet. Turban to match. She looks like a furry banana.
This new world was already turning her into a cabbagehead, and she'd only been a part of it for an evening
Men are not nearly as evolved as women are, nor as intelligent, evidently
I do not traditionally speak ill of women, but your governess is a cabbagehead
Kisses should not leave you satisfied.
How could she go on without him? And, at the same time, how could she go on knowing that every moment of their time together had meant so little to him
It was a terrifying feeling. And if it was love, he wanted none of it.
Colleen McCullough taught me that desire is the heart of romance.
All a writer wants is to be read, and people are so flattering and lovely. I mean, there are witches out there as well. But most are so kind.
I don't think [Fifty Shades of Grey is] a model for anything. Except maybe in bed.
My inner goddes has her sequins on and is warming up to dance the rumba.
I really like clever men who challenge you.
I think women love to read love stories.
I'm looking forward to getting back to my house and my Ugg boots and not washing sometimes, and getting back to writing.
If you've been married for 400 years, as I have, it's nice to experience first love again and you can vicariously through a book.
A controlling man, surely a mythical creature?
Any relationship that you have is about negotiation - anything - whether there is a written contract or not.