A lie is an affront to the soul, as well as an insult to the intelligence of the person to whom one lies.

It was a kingdom of dreams — a place where things would be just the way I wanted them to be.

I'd like to shower and change clothes," she said. "Would you mind waiting for me a half hour?" The question seemed to amuse him. "Not at all," he said with exaggerated formality. "Please take all the time you need." Michael watched her walk away. Did he mind waiting a half hour for her? Not at all. He'd been waiting years for her.

Let me go.” “I can’t”, he said hoarsely, (…)” I’ve tried a hundred times to let you go, Victoria, but I can’t.

Which brings me to the question of why we always 'fall' in love. One falls down steps, off ladders, into rivers and down mountains. If love is so wonderful, why don't we soar in love or climb in love?

You can't condemn me for wanting you, unless you condemn every other man who has." -Clayton Westmoreland

A lie is an affront to the soul, as well as an insult to the intelligence of the person to whom one lies.