I've met people I didn't like. I've met people who've used words in ways I didn't like. I've never met a word I didn't like.

His fingers wrapped around the smooth metal handle, and he eased the knife from its sweat-patinaed leather sheath and weaved the blade skillfully through the air. While it didn't have the impression of a Fae-forged blade, he did feel something alive within the mortal steel as if the old blade had drunk deeply of blood and continued to thirst.

Why use profanity in real life and writing? Because sometimes 'darn it' just doesn't cut it.

The secret to a long and loving marriage is to choose, everyday, to be married.

One cannot lead well until one learns to follow well.

She is such a blade—-beautiful, powerful, and deadly to her enemies-—as well as her bond-mate due to her fatal flaw. The questions are—How deep is her flaw and can it be healed? After all, a mortal is not a mearcair blade to be discarded if forged improperly. (Kagan Donmall regarding Tessa Montgomery)

Civilization is held together by duct tape and spit, and I'm worried about the duct tape.

Many things become clearer with the perspective of maturity gained.

Art is a journey of excellence not a goal of perfection.