She hated that he was in the room with her, standing beside the bed.And she loved that he was there.

Sophie had survived on her own for a long time. She knew she didn't need a man, not even Darius. But she wanted him. That made all the difference in the end.

Tell me, Constantine, who was afraid of what?" There was no sense in answering. No matter what Con said, Ulrik would never admit that he was wrong and Con was right.

To have a man be able to touch her and bring her to the edge of release in a matter of seconds was a skill rarely found. "As rare as the Arc of the Covenant, " Sophie mumbled to herself.

The dust of thirty years hung lifeless in shafts of morning light, the gilding of perfectly prim pages shone incanescent, the shriek of rolling ladders mourned in perennial soliloquy.

Life is not a test or a competition. We only compete with ourselves.

How many really capable men are children more than once during the day?

I ride my bike, I work out, I do a bit of, er, dancey things.

Kennedy lied and lied about his health while he was alive, even using his father's influence to get into the Navy without ever taking a medical examination.

God's plan will continue on God's schedule.

The relationship with a live audience seems to me to count for more.

When the right moment appears, the key is to not let it pass.

I always want to be on the cusp of being in the best shape that I can be. What I'm discovering is that the older you get, the more work you have to do to stay there.

There's no room for being a visionary in the studio system. It literally cannot exist.