What have I done?" he asked, his voice raw. "You used to be such a sane, sensible lady.""You took me on a journey into my own heart.

You have not known very many men.""I have no wish to know any others. I love this one.

I would be anyone if only I could be with you.

As he looked at her, she felt that flood of restlessness that she now knew was called desire.

There is not a man alive who would not want you.

Now that you made me a knight again", he said lightly, "I'll have to keep my mind on certain knightly virtues like chastity."Ciara could not remember that ever being a knightly virtue.

I've tried to deny it even to myself...My heart and soul are filled with you.

Ciara, there are certain things a man does not ask of a lady.""You are not asking.""Aye.

I would have asked you to let down your hair" turning to regard her with a grin, his teeth a slash of white in his blackened face."But it is not quite long enough anymore.

The true story of every person in this world is not the story you see, the external story. The true story of each person is the journey of his or her heart.

There's a war on. We don't know how anything's going to end. We just have to grasp each fleeting moment of joy as it whizzes by.

Solitude is a catalyst for innovation

we not only wish to be pleased, but to be pleased in that particularway in which we have been accustomed to be pleased.

Rome was a poem pressed into service as a city.

To my mind, Guernica is the most important online intellectual and literary journal in America today.

According to a new geographic literacy study 4 out of 10 American students couldn't find Iraq on a map. However 10 out of 10 Mexicans could find the U.S. without a map.

O nightingale, that on yon bloomy spray Warblest at eve, when all the woods are still; Thou with fresh hope the lover's heart dost fill While the jolly hours lead on propitious May.

We don't need to 'control' free speech, we need to control ourselves.

I'm not Jesus, but I have very valuable information.