Apparently, I'm a sucker for a man with belt buckles the size of Texas.

That girl's heart is bigger than Texas." Her eyes narrowed. "And it's as tender as a baby's butt. You take care with it, you hear?

Music may be his passion -- but this, right here, was his dream.

I love you, music man. You are my happily ever after.

Tyler, I'd marry you again in a heartbeat. You are my fairy tale.

Her wide, gorgeous smile was the culprit. It was pure magic. Neighbors lined the parking lot, eager to empty their pockets, all so she'd shine that beam on them.

Her pulse pounded in her ears. She didn't need to turn around to know he was standing behind her. Most likely with a smirk at catching her impromptu belly dance.

Elvis is sweet, but I prefer sleeping with you.

My happy place, huh? Well, yeah, I guess that's what music is for me.

You know, the heroes in my romance novels always say that. Scout's honor. But they all later admit to never being a Boy Scout.

Staring into his eyes, she noticed a thin circle of gray around the green. A SILVER LINING, she thought.

The wheel turns for all, caro Chase. It’s the karma effect, ” Giulia cried, aping Ilenia. She could have never imagined that her words would become prophetic so soon.

Every day is as amazing as we decide it is.

We put on our best clothes and die like heroes.

She felt tears slip from beneath her lashes, no matter how she tried to blink them back. Her heart was ablaze. It seemed that her entire life had led to this man, this moment of unexpressed love.

It's time to move on to the next step in the psychedelic revolution. We've reached a certain point, but we're not moving any more.

And gold has no name, it licks the hand of anyone who has it: good dog!

The Super Bowl is a realistic goal.

I know how to control the Universe. Why would I run to get a million, tell me?

You often say, "I would give, but only to the deserving." The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pasture. They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.

Reality is an illusion created by a lack of alcohol.