She's wearin' heels, boy, but she's five foot seven, you got five inches and at least a hundred pounds on her," Max replied and I figured he was being a might bit generous with the weight but I wasn't going to correct him, mostly because he wasn't done talking. "And, lastly, she's a woman. You don't ever strike a woman in anger.

You want sweet dreams, lose the attitude and you might find I'll give you reason to have them.

Seriously, I don’t care if feminists hunt me down and burn me at the stake, that man crooked his finger at me, I’d follow him into a bank and rob it at his side.

Your grandmother used to say that you were two souls separated in heaven. She mainly meant you were both trouble and deserved each other.

That’s the beauty of books. We get to take what we want out of them and it can be different for everyone.

You're pissed I laid it out and you're gonna go nurse your snit

Never bury something deep, baby. Takes twice as much courage to be who you are, say what you think, feel what you feel and let it show then it does to bury it.