anymore time in that black hole and ill go insane.

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.

manic depression is the result of the sum of repetitiveness in life and expecting a different result.

It was impossible to quarrel with words, whose tremulous inequality showed indisposition so plainly.

We love our country, not because it is perfect in everything, but it manages to touch our heart despite all its imperfections in everything!

As someone that was a good ambassador of a growing sport, that always wanted to fight the best fighters and always gave the fans the best he could give.

Given the irreversibility of the death penalty, the possibility of a wrongful conviction can never be overstated.

If you're a Christian, Jew or Muslim, you're equally an American. That's the great thing about America, is the right to worship the way you see fit.

Don't act your age in retirement. Act like the inner young person you have always been.

Try saying hello to someone who wouldn't expect you to - today would be good.

On the lips of my enemy, my sister’s lover, my lover’s killer, I taste the punishment I deserve. I taste oblivion.

There will never be another Frank Sinatra. I never wanted to be another Frank Sinatra. I only wanted to be another Michael Buble.