It’s a sad state of affairs when I’m the one bringing sanity to the equation

— M.A. George

I wish I could say I’m low maintenance, but I like some of the finer things in life…like a toothbrush.

— M.A. George

Men…” I huffed. “No guts, no glory… Do you guys stop to consider the insanity of all of it, or do you just charge ahead without a second thought?”“This from the woman who would surrender her own life without a moment’s consideration?” He had me there.

— M.A. George

Me?... Stupid?” I fluttered my eyes innocently. “When have I ever done anything stupid?”“Don’t get me wrong, you’re the smartest person I know…” She fought back a smile. “But you have done some of the dumbest things I ever thought possible.”“So you have a point…” I shrugged. “Still not stopping me.

— M.A. George

My instincts told me that death would somehow be…different. But my rational mind reminded me that I had probably tempted fate one too many times. At least, I thought it was my rational mind. It sure seemed like the usual voice inside my head. Thank God there was only one of them.

— M.A. George

My only regret,” he gently tugged me back toward him, “would be leaving this world before naming you as my wife. If I die tomorrow, at least I’ll have that to my credit.” Wrapping his arms around my waist, he vowed, “You don’t have to be queen…but you will not fall into obscurity on a foreign world. You will bear the Mural name, and I have to believe that will protect you.” He brought his forehead to rest against mine, adding sorrowfully, “I have to believe that our family line wasn’t meant to end with this.

— M.A. George

Phrase the question any way you like… The answer will still be ‘Kiss my ass.

— M.A. George

Safeguard your weaknesses, for your enemy will always use them against you. But more importantly …” He raised a single bony finger, waving it rhythmically to the cadence of his words. “Safeguard your true strengths. If he knows not what you are capable of, he will always underestimate you.” He fixed his unflinching eyes on mine. “And you are not to be underestimated.

— M.A. George

See, that’s just it… You shouldn’t even know sayings like that,” I griped. “It takes normal people years to pick up on all those little phrases. Do you have any idea how stupid I feel, when I can’t even say ‘Hello, my name is Malta… Oh, and by the way—I’m the village idiot.’?

— M.A. George

Seriously, Malta…” He was honestly puzzled, “I haven’t got a clue what you’re talking about. What about your ears is supposed to be so bizarre?”“Um… You’d have to be blind to miss them,” I replied sarcastically. “If you’re not, you will be when you poke your eye out on one of them.

— M.A. George