The wild night is calling.
I’d relived enough terrible events happening to cautious people to know that prudence wasn’t a guarantee for happiness.
You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!
I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend. . . We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents
You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!
Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch
That face. That body. And you know he’s packing. Look at the angle on that dangle.
I hope you're never happy with anybody but me, and every face you look into, I hope you're haunted by me. Yes, I'm possessive and jealous, at least I speak honestly.
I enjoy biographies and whatnot. I'm also a fan of presidential libraries. I've visited quite a few of them, especially the more modern ones.
Are cats strange animals or do they so resemble us that we find them curious as we do monkeys?
I'm a wife and a mother. I don't want to be immature; I have to be ready at all times.