“Aren't you going to answer it?" Lopez asked. "I'm afraid it's my mother," I said. "She calls on Sundays?" "No, she calls whenever things are going badly.” — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“And I want you to know," Max said kindly to him, "I don't hold you in any way responsible." Lysander frowned. "For what?" "For… — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“What's going on here?" Miles demanded, pushing his way past the last of the stampeding throng. "And why is Santa worshiping that elf?” — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“Why are you only wearing one shoe?" he asked. "I lost the other. It upsets me to talk about it.” — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“Good fantasy fiction: ... explores real human conditions through fantastic metaphors which universalize the characters' individual experiences to speak personally to us all.” — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“I pictured myself saying in a court of law, "Well, Your Honor, there was this evil sorcerer's apprentice and a flesh-eating, power-granting demon he… — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“The fact that I had killed a man was really putting a crimp in my love life. Well, okay, to be strictly accurate, I… — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“Aren't you going to answer it?" Lopez asked. "I'm afraid it's my mother," I said. "She calls on Sundays?" "No, she calls whenever things… — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“I'm not a heroine, I just play heroines. Also psychotics, vamps, orphans, hookers, housewives, and ”on one memorable occasionâ ”a singing rutabaga. It was… — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
“Stella's?" "It's a restaurant called Bella Stella in Little Italy." He frowned. "On Mulberry Street." "You know it?" That didn't surprise me. It was… — Laura Resnick Copy Share Image
