Do you see that out there? The strange, unfamiliar light? It's called the sun. Let's go get us a little.

I generally write a first draft that's pretty lean. Just get the story down.

Sometimes I just want to gobble you whole, eat you alive. You're so gorgeous. You're so beautiful.

The simple and most complex answer is love.

You're excuses are so lame they're limping.

Decisions made quickly were almost always regretted quickly.

Eve: Anyway, thanks for riding to the rescue. You need a white hat. Good guys wear white, right? Roarke: I look better in black.