There comes a point when you just love someone. Not because they're good, or bad, or anything really. You just love them. It doesn't mean you'll be together forever. It doesn't mean you won't hurt each other. It just mean you love them. Sometimes in spite of who they are, and sometimes because of who they are. And you know that they love you, sometimes because of who you are, and sometimes in spite of it.

If I let you get killed, the other body guards will make fun of me.

Oh, no, a leopard blew up and plastered itself all over everything, but hey, animal print was in this year.

Jean-Claude gave a low theatrical bow, never taking his eyes from her. "After you, my sweet. A lady should always walk before a gentleman, never behind.

I should not have to flirt with someone while I'm trying to threaten someone else with a gun; it was too hard to do both.

Most hatred is based on fear, one way or another. Yeah. I wrapped myself in anger, with a dash of hate, and at the bottom of it all was an icy center of pure terror.

Hope will lie to you, but lust is what it is; it never lies.