Eugenie, my sweet, your outraged protests are adorable, but they only continue to slow us down. If you want me to help you, then let me. If you don't, then take me to one of those places where human women wear revealing clothing and quickly lose their virtue through alcohol.

It's a fact that people are afraid of what they don't understand. And most are too lazy or ignorant to find out more.

He exhaled loudly and raked a hand through the sable brown hair he always kept stylishly messy. "Look, Rose. You don’t have to keep up with the hard-to-get thing. You’ve already got me.

The best jury of your peers that you’ll ever find is…well, you. Only you know what you’re capable of and what you want to be.

Why not see which is brighter: your aura or the sun?

Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can't drive a stick? There are dozens of cars--new cars--that have automatic transmission. It'd be a million times easier." Adrian shrugged. "I like the color. It matches my living room.

I think I’ve got something else to help center my life.