He's going to bite me!Instantly the last light in the room fades out as if announcing the reign of darkness.

We've been here before. She knows I won't stop until she screams. Her pride won't let her scream until she's on the cusp of death.

Kicking the door shut with the heel of my boot, I wedge her against it, raining kisses on her skin, wishing I could climb inside her and kiss away the welts left on her heart and mind.

Lifting, smiling back at her giggle, her relief, I tease, “If you want to bleed sweetheart, I can make you bleed. I promise if I do it will be way more fun.

Kissing her again, softly, I leave my t-shirt next to her pillow.It's the silent promise that I'll come back again tonight.

Desire filters toxins through my system at the sight and I lower again, shoving her against the padded wall to snake my tongue over the elixir of pain.

Pulped in his crushing strength, his hug is enough to smear me over his body like war paint.

Snatching my hand in the death grip of his fingers, he pulls me off the wall to line his chest, closing his body around me in a muscular cage which smells of leather and soap.

Just once, he looks back at Arsay, and I feel like an entire encyclopedia of information and words is exchanged between them. I wish I could speak telepathy too.

Hold tight, and I promise to do the same. We don't need a safety net Zena. We have each other.

He follows me down, catching his weight on either side of my head so he can leer his face into mine, coiling muscles and immobility at me, “I want you to lay into me. Fight me.

Seek to learn constantly while you live

A composer is a guy who goes around forcing his will on unsuspecting air molecules, often with the assistance of unsuspecting musicians.

See, people with power understand exactly one thing: violence.

Never allow yourself to become despondent or weary, as you venture along life’s chosen path.

The male clerk with his quill pen and copper-plate handwriting had gone for good. The female short-hand typist took his place. It was a decisive moment in women's emancipation.

I don't expect to get yesterday's medicine. If I can help it, I'd like to get tomorrow's medicine.

Thinking is hard work. That's why there are so few people doing it.

While it will be desirable to achieve planned results, it will be even more important to avoid unplanned disasters.

Stroll into work at 10. Lunch from 12 till three. Leave work at five. That's living!

Great,' I said. 'Visit exotic Australia. Get bitten by an exotic snake. Die exotically.