Richelle Mead delivers sexy action and tongue-in-cheek…

Richelle Mead's 'Vampire Academy' saga is set to be the next young adult paranormal series to become a household name.

— Andrew Shaffer

Young adult author Richelle Mead holds the distinction to perhaps be the only author ever to have a book banned... before it was even…

— Andrew Shaffer

If there is a perfect book to start the year with it has to be Rebecca Mead's My Life in Middlemarch.

— The Edge

I have these guilts about never having read Chaucer but I was talked out of learning Early Anglo-Saxon / Middle English by a friend…

— Helene Hanff

I think I draw most inspiration from writers like Richelle Mead and filmmakers like John Hughes. They both really understand the experience of being…

— Amanda Hocking

I look at Colin Meads and see a great big sheep farmer who carried the ball in his hands as though it was an…

— Bill McLaren

“Mr. Clyde Mead”

— Carolyn Keene

“With a few swift steps, Adrian stood in front of me again. The wall was only a couple inches behind me, and I had…

— Richelle Mead

For Immanuel Kant, the term anthropology embraced all the human sciences, and laid the foundation of familiar knowledge we need, to build solidly grounded…

— Margaret Mead

Mead's anthropology had many other red, white and blue- blooded virtues. One was the common anthropological conceit, out of which she made a career,…

— Margaret Mead

Shall I, wasting in despair,Die because a woman's fair?Or make pale my cheeks with care,'Cause another's rosy are?Be she fairer than the day,Or the…

— George Wither

I have supped mead with lords and ladies; so to have I slumbered in nameless lanes and gored upon mutton.

— Dusty Rhodes

The even mead, that erst brought sweetly forth The freckled cowslip, burnet, and green clover, Wanting the scythe, all uncorrected, rank, Conceives by idleness,…

— William Shakespeare

Go along, go along quickly, and set all you have on the table for us. We don't want doughnuts, honey buns, poppy cakes, and…

— Nikolai Gogol

And see the rivers how they run Through woods and meads, in shade and sun, Sometimes swift, sometimes slow, Wave succeeding wave, they go…

— John Dyer