I don't want it to be attributed to a loss of control on my part. When I throw you out of the window, I want there to be no doubt the act was deliberate.

Now climb, young grasshopper, so your Kung Fu won't be weak.

Black hair, angelic face, and devil eyes.

Strawberry Shortcake called, she wants her outfit back

First rule of bodyguard detail: know where your 'body' is at all times.

If the sky could dream, it would dream of dragons.

The decorator of Las Colimas must have been a great admirer of both early Aztec and late Taco Bell architectural styles.

I'm welding the bimbo room shut.

She can tell you the height of the attacker from the trigonometry of the blood spatter, while I'm fuzzy on what trigonometry is.

I had forgotten that talking to you is like trying to pet a cactus." Saiman said dryly. "Thank you for reminding me." "Always happy to oblige.

Your headlights don't scare me.

Many women arrange their lives around the people they love. Unfortunately, that arrangement takes up most of our days.

There is little doubt that those who get the most from life are those who look for the wonder in even the smallest things they do. Cultivate this skill and you'll find peace and satisfaction as well.

Stupidity isn't the only thing humans carry inside of them. I'll show you that we also have the power to purify.

They keep creating new ways to celebrate mediocrity.

You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.

I like when my face tingles, when the hair on the back of my neck stands up.

I am consoled by the fact that the Lord knows how to work and how to act, even with insufficient tools.

God put enough into the world to make faith in Him a reasonable thing. But He left enough out to make it impossible to live by reason alone.

I am running because I love my country and Harry Reid, Nancy Pelosi and Barack Obama are ruining it. It is time to take our country back and I am asking you to join me in this fight.

Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.