“Those blue eyes that had stopped my heart the first time she looked at me found me in the crowd.” -Cage”

You’re ever song I have ever sung. I’ll never let anything hurt you again. For the first time in my life, my dreams aren’t about me. They’re about you.” -Jax

You love me?” … “Yes. More than life.

Hold her for me. Hold her tight. Don’t let her be lonely. Don’t let her hurt. Please.

You aren’t what I expected. I wish you were. It’d be so much easier.

death had just shred a tear

Is she forever for you then? She’s worth throwing it all away?” “She’s it. No one else. She’s all I’m ever going to want.

Nothing in life was as precious as this woman. It never would be. I’d found my happiness.

You are mine. Do you hear me? You are mine, Della Sloane. I will take care of you. Nothing is taking you away from me. Nothing.

I heard my name.” Ash’s voice startles me. “You tow better not be making fun of me about this stupid bra Mama’s making me wear. I’ve had it with the jokes. I’ll break both your noses if it doesn’t stop.

Listen to me, Blaire. If you try to go anywhere I will chase you down. I will become your shadow.

Blaire, even if all we do is kiss or just lay there and talk, I’m okay with that. I just wanted you up here. Close to me.

I love you girl…to the moon and back.

Trouble can be a lot of fun. It’s the straight and narrow that makes life tedious and boring.

I know you love her. I’ve never seen you act this crazed in your life. I get that. But Nan hates her. If you love Blaire then protect her from the venom that is dripping from your sister’s fangs. Or I will.

I am in awe of the things you’ve been put through and the fact you can still light up a room when you walk in. When I look at you I see life. I see joy. I see my future.

How do I soothe his ache when mine was a big gaping hole large enough for both of us to fit in?

I wouldn’t think I would coach again, because it would just be hard not being in the Cowboys’ blue.

Ten percent of the big fish still remain. There are still some blue whales. There are still some krill in Antarctica.

When I first ventured into the Gulf of Mexico in the 1950s, the sea appeared to be a blue infinity too large, too wild to be harmed by anything that people could do.

No water, no life. No blue, no green.

It’s weird, but I don’t feel like think I deserve any of the attention. There’s really nothing but one audition for a Disney Channel movie that separates me from 2,000 other brown-haired, blue-eyed guys in L.A., you know?

The fragility, and even the degradation of our planet’s blue heart.

Sun-bleached bones were most wonderful against the blue – that blue that will always be there as it is now after all man’s destruction is finished.

I like all the kinds of music I’ve been into. I’m certainly not a purist in that I will only play country licks in a country song or blues licks in blues stuff.