Sherrie

“Most people either love or hate old libraries. To some, a room like this--dim, high-ceilinged, dusty, smelling of old paper and crumbling leather--would be oppressive, a place to flee from in search of sun and air. To others, like me, it was a wonderful cave filled with unimaginable treasures and unexpected treats. I always found myself inhaling deeply when I entered the stacks, as if trying to absorb part of them into my bloodstream.”
― Sheila Connolly, Fundraising the Dead

“Having read literally thousands of them, I was sure I knew every which way of killing someone. I never thought a time would come when I would make use of it.”
― Mary Lou Kirwin

“That was the problem with having a real job: no time to do all the other interesting things in the world.”
― Sheila Connolly, Relatively Dead

“People talk about the joy of running--of the endorphins and reaching a Zen-like clarity of mind. This had never happened to me. Mostly, all I thought about when I ran was how much further I had to go before I could stop.”
― Laura Morrigan, Horse of a Different Killer