Ya hafta be there for Beck. He only has you." Riley sighed. "I'll get the car.

I love you Denver Beck," she whispered. "I have for a long time." Then she stepped back. "Now it's your turn to decide if you love me.

Can you dance?" she asked before she could stop herself. "I can," he said, affronted. "I'm really good with the slow songs.

‎'The demon cried, waving its furry arms above his head like a demented orangutan.

The End is Nigh!" the man shouted. "Is there still time for hot chocolate?" Riley asked. The-End-is-Nigh guy blinked. "Ah, maybe, I don’t know.

Don't start,” he warned. “What?” she said, grinning. “I'm sure all the big, bad trappers have a bun-bun in their houses.

Simon had been all lined up and he’d managed to throw away the best girl he’d ever meet. “What a dumbass,” Beck muttered. “No way I’d have done that.

It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again.

She knew what he had in mind. He'll propose in Scotland on my birthday. There was no doubt as to what her answer would be.

I can't face losin' ya, Riley. Yer all I got left in this world.” That brutal honesty again. He'd peeled away more armor, and this time he'd exposed his heart.

I learned that the Holy Water better be fresh, that I need practice throwing the spheres, and that someone has to watch my back so asshats don't steal my demons.

People always say life is too short for regrets. But the truth is, it's too long.

You will be lonely, but you'll become strong.

I think if a woman describes herself as a brilliant cook, she’s a bit full of herself.

In the agenda of empty countries, there exists only empty matters!

Te Occidere Possunt Sed Te Edere Non Possunt Nefas Est" ("They can kill you, but the legalities of eating you are quite a bit dicier").

Speed focuses the mind. It cuts through the fog of drab everyday living and keeps us on our toes. Speed works. Speed saves lives. Speed is good. And we should have more of it, not less.

False. When things change, I will be happy. True. When I am happy, things will change.

America preaches integration and practices segregation.

In order to learn, one must change one's mind.

I enjoy singing; being in touch with something that is inside of me.