Canada is a myth people made up to entertain children, like the Tooth Fairy. There’s no such place.

I know that even now, having watched enough television, you probably won't even refer to them as lepers so as to spare their feelings. You probably call them 'parts-dropping-off challenged' or something.

It's Christmas! Ah, Christmas, the time when all good people go about not decapitating each other.

Marry for love, stay married, and raise happy children who are quick to laugh and slow to judge.

Inside, I was like: "Ha, suck my spiky rubber strap-on, vampyre hunter!

It's about average for us. Behavior always draws more than survey. We're the sexy ones,' Nate said with a grin. Amy snorted. 'Oh, yeah, you guys are the Mae Wests of the nerd world.' We're action nerds,' Nate said. 'Adventure nerds. Nerds of romance.

She's so obnoxious. Like a whole Saturday night drunk tank full of obnoxious packed into one little body." Detective Cavuto