Shit, " Drake rubbed a hand over his face. Shit, shit, shit..."Shit, " Drake said again...."That about sums it up, " Gabriel muttered.

I've seen you burn trained vampires to a crisp and swat supernatural beings away with your wings as if they were insects bothering you, and my driving is terrifying?""Well it's not good.

Growl all you want. The sound is...appealing.

Since there was nowhere else he wanted to be and no one else he wanted touching him, Drake shot Gabriel a smug look over his shoulder as he let Victoria take him wherever she wanted.

He wanted to regain his memory, but not if it cost him Victoria. He would give up everything for her.

He gritted his teeth at the newest rumble, knowing what was happening, and looked back at Victoria. "I'll never say this again, but... wrap your arms around Gabriel, keep him close.

Our God is an awesome God, he reigns from Heaven above, the most high God of all time.

Love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters?

Rowing is such a fine sport. Everyone goes backward, and the leader can see his opponents as they struggle in vain.

If it sounds like writing, I rewrite it. Or, if proper usage gets in the way, it may have to go. I can't allow what we learned in English composition to disrupt the sound and rhythm of the narrative.

Sanity was statistical. It was merely a question of learning to think as they thought.

In the anarchic world of international politics, it is better to be Godzilla than Bambi.

When you stand on the stage you must have a sense that you are addressing the whole world, and that what you say is so important the whole world must listen.

Two evils, greed and faction are the destruction of all justice.

Martin Luther was asked, what would you do if tomorrow the world would come to an end, and he said, 'I would plant an apple tree today.' This is a real good answer. I would start shooting a movie.

[Much] as war attracts me and fascinates my mind with its tremendous situations, I feel more deeply every year . . . what vile and wicked folly and barbarism it all is.