Hope is merely another face of desire.

One of them hissed-not the hiss of a cat, a long, steady tone-more like the hiss of air escaping the rubber raft that is all that lies between you and a dark sea full of sharks, the hiss of your life leaking out at the seams.

He wanted her to experience all the glorious cheese of life.

Compliment but do not covet.

Only cops and vampires have to have an invitation to enter.

I like a girl with a substantial bottom,' said Renoir, drawing in the air the size bottom he preferred.

Boredom can be a lethal thing on a small island.