Sometimes everyone does the right thing and there's still a mess left to clean up. Someone has to take responsibility for it.

Those were the 'ifs' that kept me from making a fool of myself.

She was wearing a purple T-shirt, with a skinny black dress over it that made you remember how much of a girl she was, and trashed black boots that made you forget.

In death, lie. In living, cry. Carry me home to remember to be remembered.

You're so full of crap, you could pass for a toilet.

I believe the term you’re searching for is smoking jacket. I find, now that I have whole days of sunshine ahead of me, I’ve discovered there is more to life than formal haberdashery.

Ladies first." "Why is it men only say that when it's something horrible or dangerous?