Just when you think you’ve hit rock bottom, someone will hand you a shovel.

When you don't know what you're doing, fake it.

Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with.

A conclusion is the place you get to when you’re tired of thinking.

Smile. it's the second best thing you can do with your lips.

He knew he had no right to touch her, crave her like air, but he did both. And when he put his mouth on hers, he recognized the taste of her, like she'd been made just for him.

A thong. God bless the thong. He hooked his fingers in the silk sides and tugged, rolling the silk down her legs until it hit the floor, his favorite place for panties.

There are four basic food groups: plain chocolate, milk chocolate, dark chocolate, and white chocolate.

He felt his heart roll, exposing its underbelly. Nothing he could do about that. He was equipped to eliminate threats, protect and serve. Not to love. Never to love.

Chocolate is cheaper than therapy, and you don't need an appointment.

Live as big as you can, with what you've got.

Clearly God was in some kind of mood on my birthday.

Tell him that riches will not procure for you a single moment of happiness. Luxury consoles poverty alone, and at that only for a short time, until one becomes accustomed to it.

You’re chicken, she told herself, snapping her seat belt. This is America, you live in it, you let it happen. Let it unfurl.

Whoever has taught me one letter has made me his slave.

Male, A member of the unconsidered or negligible gender. The male of the human race is commonly known to the female as Mere Man. The Genus has two varieties: good providers and bad providers.

I’m interested in something which is built up from within, rather than just extracted from without.

I've never had a huge collection of records; I've never been a beat digga.

When we fight back with joy, we awaken to the deepest reality of our identity as beloved, delightful children of God.

George Washington hated the guerrillas. He wanted to imitate the British red coat armies, fighting as gentlemen are supposed to fight.

If you haven't got it. Fake it! Too short? Wear big high heels, but do practice walking!