He locked gazes with her. “I have to wonder why you aren’t being straight with me. I hate getting myself killed without knowing why.

He’d been trying to save this woman in his dreams for years. Now here she was, all grown up, and he still felt helpless.

I want to die.” May shook her head. “Let me get a knife.” “I’ve made a horrible mess of things.” “Haven’t we all? If you don’t want your supper burned, die quietly while I get back to the kitchen.

DJ saw the change in his expression the moment before he dropped the ax, reached out with his gloved hand and, cupping her neck, drew her to him. “I believe you owe me a kiss.

People of this world are deluded. They're always longing for something - always, in a word, seeking.

Can't publish. Don't rhyme, don't scan.

People are conditioned to just you know, like, you know we're like little birdies going to the bird feeder you know, or the little cows going to the salt lick. We just like what we've seen before.

A clever man should handle his interests so that each will fall in suitable order of their value.

Let dogs delight to bark and bite, for God hath made them so.

I need to keep pressing on until I am thoroughly thankful.

I'm not pushing myself forward in denial of the moment. I'm pushing myself forward and enjoying every moment voraciously. I'm thinking about the next thing but not at the expense of the present.

I paint as if I were Rothschild.

My dream is to show the fire which comes out of the horses' nostrils; the dust which rises from their hooves. I want this to be an infernal waltz.

London is a bad habit one hates to lose.