The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul. Chloe

Words can be twisted into any shape. Promises can be made to lull the heart and seduce the soul. In the final analysis, words mean nothing. They are labels we give things in an effort to wrap our puny little brains around their underlying natures, when ninety-nine percent of the time the totality of the reality is an entirely different beast. The wisest man is the silent one. Examine his actions. Judge him by them.

Dude, the bush is ready. Why you still beating around it?” “I’ve lived a long time, kid, and I’ve never heard anyone mutilate the English language quite like you.

You are what you are. Deal with it or change.

I began peering into the corners of the room, making sure all the shadows were cast by objects and obeying known laws of physics.

We were watching Barrons. Why were you watching Barrons? Barrons needs watching.

I get off on a man with strong moral fiber. The closest Barrons ever gets to fiber is walking down the cereal aisle at the grocery store.