Harry," Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, "what you know about women, I could juggle.

Black Court vampires. I just shortened it some." Ebenezar tsked. "Blampires. That's the problem with you young people. Shortening all the words.

All of those faeries and duels and mad queens and so on, and no one quoted old Billy Shakespeare. Not even once.

Bring it, Darth Bathrobe!

A pure heart and mind only takes you so far - sooner or later the hormones have their say, too.

God isn't about making good things happen to you, or bad things happen to you. He's all about you making choices--exercising the gift of free will. God wants you to have good things and a good life, but He won't gift wrap them for you. You have to choose the actions that lead you to that life.

I could buy that she would murder me in a fit of rage, poison me out of flaming jealousy, or bomb my car out of sheer, stubborn pique. But she would never do it and feel nothing.