His mouth descended on hers in a fierce kiss.He seized, he captured.He dominated.And she loved every second of it.

You aren't meant to be a prisoner. You're powerful and incredible." "You've no' seen me in dragon form.""I don't have to. I see the man before me now.

What do you want?""You." His voice was soft, low. His eyes were intense and watchful.

Not knowing what to do with your life is a painful thing.

I can understand why some people might look at me and say, 'What's she got to be depressed about?' I get that a lot in Britain, where mental health issues seem to be a big taboo.

Deep in Decemberit's nice to remember without a hurt the heart is hollow.

The horses have stoppedtheir clippity-clop, but feet are too slowfor where I must go.So here I shall stayuntil light of daywhen clippity-clopgets my team underway.

All men are not created equal but should be treated as though they were under the law.

Men must speak English who can write Sanskrit; they must speak a modern language who write, perchance, an ancient and universal one.

For me, it is the worst kind of sacrilege if you are given some of special talent and you don't take advantage of this gift.

No one is easy until you actually beat them.

I've stood my ground in life, alone, even against overwhelming forces with the might and money to crush me.

Somebody will come backstage and go, 'You saved me.' And I will have to say, 'Stop right there. You saved yourself.'