She lifted her chin and returned his unyielding gaze. "Do what you will."His blue eyes darkened to the color of a moonlit sky. "You should be careful, milady, about issuing such an invitation.

The only thing that can hurt me now is the thought of never knowing this feeling again. To never be able to touch you this way again...

He watched her emerald eyes darken with need until they were the color of the Highland hills warmed by the summer sun.

She frowned at him. "Not every man thinks constantly of... of..."Darach grinned. "Aye, they do, demoiselle. Every man, from the time he is about ten until the day he dies, thinks frequently of that.

Camhanach, it is a bargain as old as the world itself." He chuckled."Women want protection...men want a willing lass to warm their bed.

The cross I made needs no man on its chest, for its eyes are where its heart is.

That’s what peace is, right? Postponing the conflict until the thing you were fighting over doesn’t matter.

Are you in any pain? (Ariana Skyee)Only my heart. (Cal Remus)

Vengeance is a monster of appetite, forever bloodthirsty and never filled.

One must practice slowly, then more slowly, and finally slowly.

All media is moving, at light speed, toward development through viral channels.

One of the great defects of English books printed in the last century is the want of an index.

Shigure Sohma: Tohru's very cute in a sweet sort of way. Hatori Sohma: For some reason when you say that it reeks of something illegal.

I don't worry about terrorism. I was married for two years.

I do turn down things that I feel aren't right for me, like when it's some kind of adolescent thing that might typecast me, but I'm not worried about it.