... You make me feel as if I am a bird soaring in the sky. When you are not with me, I am bound to the ground." He touched her soft cheek. "I want you to marry me, Ruby. Will you?

He gave a nod. "My future lies in your hands." "Not your future, Gerard, but the path leading to it, " she suggested.

It was quite apparent that he'd been bestowed all the charms of any handsomely clad rake. A demeanor to match, Ruby thought.

He gave a nod. "My future lies in your hands." "Not your future, Gerard, but the path leading to it, " she suggested

He rolled his neck, as if to relieve the stress of his shoulders. "Your body is encased in a strong spell. It will not open up to me, " he said in frustration. "Who guards you?

To be your companion.""Companion?" He said the word as if he were spitting a bad taste from his mouth. "I am a killer. A monster! Can you not see that?

The boy continued with a desperate note. "You may have saved my life, but it is not my life any longer, it is yours.

There he was, her confidant—strong, solid, and unbending.

The dream came again—three times in three nights and always at the first of the year.

Cupid had struck his heart to the core but had forgotten to put even a mere scratch on his beloved's.

What we’ve got here is a lunatic genius ghost-in-the-computer monorail that likes riddles and goes faster than the speed of sound. Welcome to the fantasy version of One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest.

I would like to live a day in the life of an ant and hope not to get squashed.

I just live life. I grew up in a Christian family, but, you know, the way Mom brought me up is to, you know, do you, to always be yourself.

If you vote for candidates who think it's the role of the state to provide health care, don't complain when your hospitals are as badly run as everything else run by the state.

During the eighties and nineties, people wanted to be chic, elegant, bourgeois.

More people have a fear of speaking than a fear of death. So at a funeral, most people would want to be the person in the coffin rather than the person delivering the eulogy!

If I had faced it then, I wouldn't be facing it now, but sooner or later you have to choose between running and facing the thing you thought you could not face.

There's luck in odd numbers.

Success comes because you have found your ecological niche and can flourish by doing your own valuable thing.

We all have these places where shy humiliations gambol on sunny afternoons.