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Fine, You Do That, And You Tell Them That At The Very First Opportunity, I'm Coming Down There And Killing All Of Them. Mass Murder. And After They're All Dead, I'm Going To Kick The Bodies Around, Dance On Top Of Them, And Sing A Happy Song. No Jury Will Convict Me.

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Fine, You Do That, And You Tell Them That At The Very First Opportunity, I'm Coming Down There And Killing All Of Them. Mass Murder. And After They're All Dead, I'm Going To Kick The Bodies Around, Dance On Top Of Them, And Sing A Happy Song. No Jury Will Convict Me.

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God Is Dead And I Am His Replacement.

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Eve: Anyway, Thanks For Riding To The Rescue. You Need A White Hat. Good Guys Wear White, Right? Roarke: I Look Better In Black.

Love Birds Don't Always Sing Pretty Tunes.

I'd Rather Lie Bare-assed Naked On The Sidewalk And Be Trampled By Tourists From South Dakota Than Be An Accountant.

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Fate. You Could Never Anticipate It.

She Walked With A Ghost Of Herself, One Full Of Potential And Possibility. One Who Was Fearless. Where Had That Girl Gone?

Knowledge Is A Great Gift, And The Thirst To Seek It Even Greater. Use What You Know...head And Heart...you Are Not Made To Give Greater Weight To One Than The Other.

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Why Were There No Buoys In Life To Show You The Way?

If You Write In Category, You Write Knowing There's A Framework, There Are Reader Expectations.

Love Can Really Screw You Up Before You Learn To Live With It.

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She Was Singed, Bleeding, Bruised, And Furiously Alive.

I Wonder If You Can Understand, I Never Really Knew What It Was To Want, Until You.

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Why Don't You Put Your Ego Down For A While, Justin. It Must Be Getting Heavy.

If Sex Is Dignified It's Not Being Done Right.

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Matt's Brother And The Blond Cook Spent A Good Portion Of Last Season Tangling The Sheets. Historically, Said Cook Tangled Many Other Sheets With Dexterity And Aplomb." "aplomb" "it's A Polite Way To Say She Banged Often, Well And Without Too Much Discrimination." "that Also Sounded Polite." "i Was Raised Well.

She's In Love, And That Makes Her Strong. She'll Need To Be." "what Makes You Strong, Mia?" "purpose. Love Never Worked For Me.

People Tell Their Children There Are No Monsters In The World. They Tell Them That Because They Believe It, Or They Want The Child To Feel Safe. But There Are Monsters, Luke, All The More Frightening Because They Look Like People.

Caroline Waverly: Sometimes We Hurt More For What Might Have Been Than For What Is.

You Said We've Got A New Page. I Figure I've Got Some Say In What Gets Written On It. So I'm Going To Work On You. Last Time Around, You Threw Yourself At Me.” “i Did No Such Thing.” “sure You Did. But I Can See I've Got My Work Cut Out For Me This Time. That's Okay.” He Skimmed His Thumb Over Her Knuckles Before She Jerked Her Hand Free. “in Fact, I Think I'm Going To Enjoy It.” “i Don't Know Why I Waste My Time Trying To Mend Fences With You. You're As Arrogant As You Ever Were.” “just The Way You Like Me, Sweetheart.

Better, Cilla Thought, To Be Alone On A Quiet Night Than To Be Alone In A Crowd. Much Better.

If You Love Someone, When It's The Most Real, The Most Important Thing In Your Life, It's Not Enough To Coast. You Need To Dig In Those Footers, Start Building On That Base. You Want Something To Last, You Put Your Back Into It.

You Don't Need To Diet, She-body. You Are A Just-right Female." "mcnab?" Eve Said. "yes, Sir." "shut Up." "it's All Right, Dallas. We're A Couple." "a Couple Of What? No, Don't Tell Me. Don't Talk To Me. Don't Talk To Each Other. Let There Be Silence Across The Land.

A Woman Doesn't Want To Be Told She Looks Nice,' Jude Nuttered As She Sat Down Beside Maud's Grave. "she Wants To Be Told She's Beautiful, Sexy. That She Looks Outrageous. It Dosen't Matter If Its Not True.' She Sighed And Laid The Flowers Against The Headstone. 'because For The Moment, When The Words Are Said And The Words Are Heard, It's Perfect Truth.

He Won't Be One Of Those Girlishly Pretty Men With Curly Gold Hair...he'll Be Dark, Dangerous, Too. Brave, Certainly, But Not Without Flaws. I Like My Heroes Human.

You Don't Fix A Man The Way You Do A Fault In A Pipe Or A Leak In A Roof. You Take Him As He Is, Mary Brenna, Or You Don't Take Him At All...adjustments Can't Be All Made On One Side, Darling, Else The Balance Goes Off And What's Being Built Just Falls Down.

My Boyfriend And I Are Badasses.

What Do You Know About Life? " Bitterness Ached In Her Throat. " You Were Born With Everything. You Never Had To Struggle For A Single Thing You Wanted, Never Had To Worry If You'd Be Accepted Or Loved Or Wanted Back." He Stared At Her, Grateful For The Moment That She Couldn't See That He'd Spent Nearly Half Of His Life Worrying That She, The Single Thing He Wanted, Would Accept Him, Love Him, And Want Him Back.

I Hope That's True, Because I Figured Out Why I'd Never Finished It, What I Was Waiting For. I Was Waiting For You, Clare. For Them. For Us. I Want To Finish It Up For You, For Them, For Us.

Waiting For You

Eve-"in The Name Of All That Is Holy...it's 2060, Not 1760. Can't They Figure Out A Better Way To Handle This Process?" Roarke-"amen

It Looks Like Armani And Cartier Went To War.

She Was The Only Woman He Was Afraid He Would Beg For.

Winning Can Be Addictive

What Is Technology?" Cian Pulled His Brother Inside, Pushed The Button For The Next Floor. "it's Another God.

Roarke Had To Force Himself Not To Snatch Her Up As She Swept Through The Hallowed Senate Halls. Members Of The Media Were Already Leaping Toward Her, But She Cut Through Them As If They Weren’t There. “i Like Your Style, Lieutenant Dallas,” He Said When They’d Fought Their Way To The Car. “i Like It A Lot. And By The Way, I Don’t Think I’m In Love With You Anymore. I Know I Am.

Squats Are A Form Of Torture Designed By People Who Don’t Need To Do Squats In The First Place

Anything Worth Anything Can Be Found In Books.

"statues Are Too Much Like Dolls, And Dolls Are Creepy. You Keep Expecting Them To Blink. And The Ones That Smile, Like This?" Eve Kept Her Lips Tight Together And She Curved Them Up. "you Know They've Got Teeth In There. Big, Sharp, Shiny Teeth." "i Didn't. But Now I've Got To Worry About It."

Decisions Made Quickly Were Almost Always Regretted Quickly.

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