Just stay close to us. If we get in trouble, we'll kill everything.

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

An evil spark flared in his eyes. "Trade: raccoon for some answers.

Did I hurt you in the parking lot?""No, m'lady. I fell, so I could put a tracker on your car."Great.

At the door, Audrey called, "Are you coming?""No, just breathing hard, love." He glanced at her and was rewarded by an outraged glare, followed by, "Oh, my God!

That's all right, " she told him. "I can manage. I can sleep outside just fine."Four pairs of eyes looked at her with a distinctly male skepticism.

Audrey turned to him, a sly little spark hiding in her eyes. "THe only man who gets to call me'love' would be waking up next to me after a very, very fun n

And I meant to tell you: that was a one-in-a-thousand shot."She raised her hand. "Don't.""It was awesome, " George confirmed. "It really was, " Jack said. "His head exploded.

Breaking into the house in the middle of the night just wasn't his style. He did his best work in plain view, and, usually, his tongue was doing most

For a successful technology, reality must take precedence over public relations, for Nature cannot be fooled.

I always try to find something I admire about every character I play.

Somebody's real voice is probably the hardest one that somebody could attempt.

Use every customer point of contact to weave stories about who you are and what your brand stands for.

My father was a psycho-analyst and I think that fact was very influential on my development as an artist. Trying to search beneath the surface of things for an unexpected sense of mystery.

The slave trade was globalism. Why people insist that globalism, after its hideous history, is a good thing, I do not know.

We kiss. Her hands are freezing on my face, and she tastes like coffee and the smell of the onion is still stuck in my nose, and my lips are all dry from the endless winter. And it's awesome.

There is nothing in this world as invisible as a monument

You want me to give her a key?" the guy asked. "I want you to give her a possibility," she told him, looking at my necklace again. "And that's what a key represents. An open door, a chance. You know?

Saints spring and thrive most internally, when they are most externally afflicted. Afflictions are the mother of virtue.