Why wouldn't I dance?' Uh, maybe because at first glance he looked like he ate puppies for breakfast and kittens for lunch?

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.

Sacrifice does not mean the rejection of the worthless, but of the precious

Fiction must compete with first-rate reporting. If you cannot write a story that is equal to a factual account of battle in the streets or demonstrations, then you can't write a story.

The camera is one of the greatest liars of our time.

You ask men in office to be honest; I ask them to serve the public.

Wherever you stop, you will stay there. Don't expect the ground beneath you to move forward!

The Beloved is with you in the midst of your seeking! He holds your hand wherever you wander.

The Cul-de-Sac ( French for "dead end" ) ... is a situation where you work and work and work and nothing much changes

Things are done according to money these days.

Yoga is both the movement toward and the arrival at a point.

A woman drove me to drink and I didn't even have the decency to thank her.