The ice inside me melts. Suddenly, I'm burning up and terrified, scared I'll be too weak to resist.Scratch that - I'm petrified I've already given in.

Happiness is a strange, frightening, fragile feeling when you're not used to it.

I dread this power he has over me. It makes me want to tell him all my secrets and see if he still wants me.

I roll my eyes. "Oh, the woe of being adored."Beta Sinta grins. "It's a hard life.

I want him everywhere. I burn for him in places he hasn't even touched.

Temporary homecomings are bittersweet. Sometimes it's better not to go back at all than to have to leave again.

Griffin leans closer, his voice dropping to a low, suggestive rumble only I can hear. "There are things I could boast about, but I'd rather show than tell.

His tongue swirls against my skin, and I gasp. His voice rough with passion, he rasps, "You're living fire. I burn.

I want you. I need you. For as many hours as possible, I don't want to think about anything but you.

Have I cheated death again? Hades must be allergic to me.

We are all worthy of one another.

There are all kinds of psychological disorders in the West that don't exist in Asia.

Science is the search for truth, that is the effort to understand the world: it involves the rejection of bias, of dogma, of revelation, but not the rejection of morality.

Take everything to the next level and have fun doing it. No limits, no rules!

If you are a carrier of a particular set of genes, your probability of committing a violent crime goes up by eight hundred and eighty-two percent.

Let me explain something to you - you have not been standing in front of thirty thousand decibals for thirty-five years - write me a note!

The minute you don't want power, you'll have more than you ever dreamed possible.

My wife is the most awesome person in the universe. She's made this experience much less miserable for me, with her compassion, patience and understanding.

[Dissidents] groups would benefit enormously from learning about Ho Chi Minh's ideas on how to defeat a more popular enemy.

Alas! how little can a moment show Of an eye where feeling plays In ten thousand dewy rays: A face o'er which a thousand shadows go!