Staring into his eyes, she noticed a thin circle of gray around the green. A SILVER LINING, she thought.

That girl's heart is bigger than Texas." Her eyes narrowed. "And it's as tender as a baby's butt. You take care with it, you hear?

Music may be his passion -- but this, right here, was his dream.

I love you, music man. You are my happily ever after.

Tyler, I'd marry you again in a heartbeat. You are my fairy tale.

Her wide, gorgeous smile was the culprit. It was pure magic. Neighbors lined the parking lot, eager to empty their pockets, all so she'd shine that beam on them.

Her pulse pounded in her ears. She didn't need to turn around to know he was standing behind her. Most likely with a smirk at catching her impromptu belly dance.

Elvis is sweet, but I prefer sleeping with you.

My happy place, huh? Well, yeah, I guess that's what music is for me.

You know, the heroes in my romance novels always say that. Scout's honor. But they all later admit to never being a Boy Scout.

With chemistry like theirs, this was the perfect setup for a fling...and Sherry wanted to go out on a high note."BRING ON THE ROADIE!

People need to feel safe to be who they are—to speak up when they have an idea, or to speak out when they feel something isn't right.

Want to forget that you’re growing older? Walk across green grass with bare feet.

I’ve been searching a long time for something I think I lost. I felt like I found something when I saw you back there.

I made very good money and spent all of it every week. I lived paycheck to paycheck...

Unrest and uncertainty are our lot.

I stay ready so I don't have to get ready.

Dammit, Dresden, if you want to know about me, wait for the autobiography like everyone else.

I loved all the parts of him, even the ones I didn't understand.

Everybody pays lip service to the safety of the aeroplane, but nobody is prepared to pay for it.

For the most part, I don't have a Facebook page; I don't Twitter.