Please. Forgive me. One more chance, Blaire. I want this. I want you.

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.

I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay.

Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I'm okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me.

Whatever we had is over. It died the minute I walked downstairs and realized the world I'd always known was a lie.- Blaire Wynn

You said everything I needed to hear. I'm hooked now. You have me. What are you going to do with me?

We Were young. He didn't love me. He just thought he did. Simple as that.- Blaire Lynn

I can't look at you. I don't want to talk to you. I just want my things. I want to go home.-Blaire Wynn

Ircumcision, an archaic ritual mutilation that has no justification whatever and no place in a civilized society.

I did gardening and cooking and drawing and reading to try take the pressure off the music - just being eclectic and putting the fun back in and bringing more innocence in again is really important.

An angel's arm can't snatch me from the grave; legions of angels can't confine me there.

Someone who bears a grudge while he prays is like a person who sows in the sea and expects to reap a harvest.

A good trainer can hear a horse speak to him. A great trainer can hear him whisper.

[T]he judicious reader ought to know what the chief character in any work of the imagination will naturally perform, according to the situation he is thrown into, as well as doth the author himself.

The fact that drilling won't solve every problem is no excuse to do nothing at all.

What holds attention determines action.

Noise is the typographical error and the poorly designed page...Ambiguity is noise. Redundancy is noise. Misuse of words is noise. Vagueness is noise. Jargon is noise.