raking a hand through his hair, he forced his attention to the text she'd left on the coffee table, refusing to dwell on the disconcerting fact that a part of him had taken one look at the lass in such proximity to his bed and said simply: Mine

I'd teach them to read and to dream and to look at the stars and wonder. I'd teach them the value of imagination. I'd teach them to play every bit as hard as they worked. And I'd teach them that all the brains in the world can't compensate for love.

In my experience, anybody besides your mom that feeds you is going to want something in exchange for it.

I love music because it's so fecking brilliant. Music is math, and math is the structure of everything and pretty much perfect.

Cat got your tongue? And what a lovely tongue it is. I know. It licked every inch of me. Repeatedly. For months," He purred but with steel in the velvet

People treat you as badly as you let them treat you. Key word there: let.

Truth hurts. But lies can kill.