They were connected, one being, fused together. She belonged to him, and he to her.

You are mine, woman, and I am yours. Until you, my life was desolate. I existed, but I didn't truly live. Now I live, even in my death.

Um i'm happy to sit close to you and everything, but i had no idea you would like it so much,' Paris muttered.

pretty please, with a cherry on top of me!

Girl, he wants to dip you in Frosted Flakes and have you for breakfast. That's his favorite cereal, by the way." I...had no words for that.

He’d pleasured Hera and a few thousand others, and when Hera learned about those thousand others…heads had rolled.

By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side." "I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.

I'm Not a Gynecologist, but I'll take a Look.

I cannot kill him, she muttered to herself. I cannot kill him. I promised Bianka I'd stop at ten bodies a day, and I've already surpassed my quota for the fifth day in a row. I cannot kill him.

I'm William, but you can call me Sexy. Everyone does.

I can't promise we'll ever use you for a hasty getaway," Cole said, "but with a little work, you might be able to race my grandmother-while she's on her scooter.

Press button woman was there for himFor whatever he was wanting.No demand was too bigPress button woman knew her gig.

True compassion sees each person as a brother or sister and acts accordingly.

I'm pretty much a workaholic, but when you're doing what you love it's hard to think of a reason to stop.

To get even near humility, even for a moment, is like a drink of cold water to a man in a desert.

A brisk, bright, blue-eyed fellow, a very neat figure and rather under the middle size, never out of the way and never in it.

I may be rancid butter, but I'm on your side of the bread.

Well, you can go on looking forward," said Gandalf. "There may be many unexpected feasts ahead of you.

Money does all things,--for it gives and it takes away; it makes honest men and knaves, fools and philosophers; and so forward, mutatis mutandis, to the end of the chapter.

You must direct your full, intense concentration on the heart. You must feel that you are not the mind. You have to feel that you are growing into the heart. You are only the heart and nothing else.

If we are to transition to a new economy and to lead it, we must start by transforming our schools.