I'm not starting any fights. I might finish one though.

I wish my life was a John Grisham novel. His heroes always seem to be one step away from death but come up with a brilliant plan. Unfortunately, real life can’t be wrapped up with a nice little bow

Who knew Lenny was an encyclopedia for useless information?

I don't belong here. It doesn't matter, because even if I don't belong in this place, she's here and I want to be where she is.

And for those of you who want to start any trouble, I have a zero tolerance policy. . . .

If I had any choice in the matter, I'd stay in my comfy bed and eat warm chocolate chip cookies all day.

The reason I want you to put a shirt on is, well, because, um..." "You've never seen a guy with his shirt off?" "Ha, ha. Very funny. Believe me, you don't have anything I haven't seen before." "Wanna bet?" he says, then moves his hands to the button on his jeans and pops it open. Isabel walks in at that exact moment. "Whoa, Alex. Please keep your pants on.