Because my heat was too full of appreciation for what my friends-- my real friends-- had done for me.

I don't seem to fit to associate with humans.

Zach had rushed down to rescue me without remembering to put a shirt on...Maybe I had died and gone to heaven.

I can't even tell you how good it felt to see him. It felt even better when he reached through the metal grate, wrapped his fingers around the front of my shirt, dragged me forward, and kissed me through the bars. "Sorry" he said-only not looking to sorry, if you know what I mean.

Life isn't a romance novel. The truth is, the reason romance novels sell so well ---- the reason why everyone loves them ---- is because no one's life is actually like that. Everyone WANTS their life to be like that.

And you can't have two stars in one relationship. Somebody has to be willing to be the wagon...at lease some of the time

Your assignment,' he bellowed at Kelly, 'was to make a persuasive argument. Demanding to know whether detractors of your position are on crack is not arguing persuasively.