Its our actions that define us. What we choose. What we resist. What we're willing to die for.

Sometimes the small pleasures in life are the sweetest.

Gazelles didn't lie down with lions, at least not unbloodied and alive.

Lies are horny little buggers, they breed like rabbits and bound around just as insanely and then you have to try to keep track of them.

What are you?” I said irritably. “In the Serengeti, Ms. Lane, I would be the cheetah. I’m stronger, smarter, faster, and hungrier than everything else out there. And I don’t apologize to the gazelle when I take it down.

He is in my soul and i am in his, and we are in bed but we are in a desert, and i do not know where he begins and i end - Mac

Sighing dismally, she acknowledged that some things just weren't humanly possible - not even Martha Stewart could fold fitted sheets.