Dear God, she was getting turned on in the middle of a roadside emergency. This had to stop.

Because she did love him, and not from afar, not with the moony dreaminess she’d used as a crutch for so many years, but with a deep, aching tenderness she felt might just kill her.

He wasn’t looking for a soulmate. That would require having a soul to share, and he’d sold his off long ago

Taking over Kingston Shoes would be the final string that would unravel and cut them off from one another for good.

He was making up a story, and she was buying into his bullshit. That was a recipe for disaster

She’d vowed to be braver and take more risks, but this seemed out of her league. Because sometimes what you wanted the most was the one thing you were most afraid to get.

Maybe it was time to cut the strings of everyone’s expectations and free-fall for once in her life

He’d never be the kind of man she deserved, whole and strong, not physically and mentally crippled.

Kiss after wet kiss, he devoured her, almost a full year of pent-up desireunleashing in one terrible flood.

The war had changed him, inside and out, in ways he could never have fathomed.

And in that moment, he knew one thing. If it was possible to slay his dragons, he’d do it. For her.

The world around me was oblivious, but for once, I felt absolute

I can't tell you how may beautiful women have broken up with me because they were bored. I can't tell you because it never happened. They all adored me." "It was your humility, wasn't it?

Unix was not designed to stop you from doing stupid things, because that would also stop you from doing clever things.

For every obstacle there is a solution. Persistence is the key. The greatest mistake is giving up!

The way to compose for me is to have lots of time.

I was always in the right place at the right time, always willing to take advantage of an opportunity.

Every path hath a puddle.

The sun beams are always there. The trick is in seeing them.

The automobile is the greatest catastrophe in the entire history of City architecture.

Panic is the great access of creativity because that's the only way to get rid of your mind.