She may resemble a mythical angel, but she moved like an x-rated wet dream

You knew me before I made my millions, and you were nice to me when you didn’t have to be. That’s the kind of person I want in my corner.

He couldn’t grab reality if he attempted the task with both hands.

If you’re trying to tell me you’re not used to mattering to someone, I might just bleed out right here on the floor.

The algorithms in his hard drive scrambled and his coding short-circuited. Like she’d downloaded a virus right into his system, he got feverishly hot.

Lord, but did he grow up nice.

He could be doing quantum physics in his head or undressing her in his mind—she’d never know the difference.

He didn’t know what was hotter, her Star Wars reference or the breathiness with which she spoke it.

I’d tell you not to swoon, but he’d catch you, so never mind.

Happiness lives in every corner of your home and if you are homeless, it lives under the leaves of trees, hiding beneath the sky's cloudiness. All you need to do is to find it with patience.

Happiness is not a destination but the journey itself.

I think it would be great if more adults were able to maintain that joyful creativity that we all experience as children.

You are redeemed and you are also victorious, over your sins in Jesus.

If you don't want to play clean football then go up into the stands

Young love needs dangers and barriers to nourish it.

Actually, I don't think there's anyone that represents the artists, except the artists themselves.

Its very variety, subtlety, and utterly irrational, idiomatic complexity makes it possible to say things in English which simply cannot be said in any other language.

In designing a lifestyle brand, you have to know more than just designing clothes.

Fit for the mountains and the barbarous caves, where manners ne'er were preached.