No. One. Comes. Before You.

As the music played over the speakers and the waterfall in the pool filled the silence around us, I knew that without a doubt I had just been ruined.

I'm trying my hardest to get you so wrapped up in me you never leave.

I don’t want to lose you. I’m in love with you Blaire. I’ve never wanted anything or anyone the way I want you. I can’t imagine my world now without you in it.

You are mine. Do you hear me? You are mine, Della Sloane. I will take care of you. Nothing is taking you away from me. Nothing.

I wanted to live. For the father and brother who I never knew and for my mother who was cheated of a life of happiness. I wanted to live for them. And I wanted to live for me.

I understood that pain was real and sometimes things didn't last. Sometimes you just had to enjoy it while it lasts and cherish it when it's gone.

He wasn't what sent me running. He was what had made me want to stay.

When I'm with you, my world is complete. When I touch you, I understand the meaning of life. When I lost you, I completely shattered. You. Own. Me.

Not everyone sees you the way you do. Sometimes our imperfections are what makes us special. - Tripp

I hate the color red almost as much as i hate blond hair,"he said with an amused tone. -Dank

You want to be great? Help others achieve their greatness

THERE is widespread agreement among economists that abuse of credit constitutes one of the chief unwholesome elements in business booms and is mainly responsible for the ensuing crash and depression.

The United States has a huge budget deficit so taxes are going to have to go up and I certainly agree they should go up more on the rich than everyone else. That - that's just justice.

When you're young, you're not afraid of what comes next. You're excited by it.

The war for freedom will never really be won because the price of freedom is constant vigilance over ourselves and over our Government.

Man has the possibility of existence after death. But possibility is one thing and the realization of the possibility is quite a different thing.

Why do they bother with a suicide watch when someone is on death row? "Keep an eye on this guy. We're gonna kill him, and we don't want him to hurt himself."

Was there ever a name more full of purpose than Chicago's? ... spoken as Chicagoans themselves speak it, with a bit of a spit to give heft to its slither, it is gloriously onomatopoetic.

I’m not my name. My name is something I wear, like a shirt. It gets worn. I outgrow it, I change it.

A great typeface is not a collection of beautiful letters, but a beautiful collection of letters.