“He seems like a man who knows what he wants, and the problem is he wants what I want. If it were anything or anyone else, I could stand back and let him take it.” His blue eyes gazed back at me. “But I can’t let him have you.”

Goodbyes weren’t all they were cracked up to be

With Woods arms wrapped around me and the beat of his heart pressed against my chest, I knew he would hold me steady. If I ever fell, I’d have him to catch me.

I know I’m doing something wrong and I feel guilty but neither of those things matter enough to make me stop

He was so good and honest. Why couldn’t I love him instead?

I was already headed for Hell, I might as well enjoy the ride.

No one expected the preacher’s daughter to sin, but they sure would love to catch me at it.

Hello Rush,” she said, breaking the silence. The sound of her voice almost sent me to my knees. God, I’d missed her voice. “Blaire,” I managed to say, terrified that I’d scare her away just by speaking.

I perfected the art of being uninteresting.

You’re my exception.

You think this necklace is a tailsman?” “Yep, I’m not stupid Leif. I hang with Death, ya know.

I’m here because the reason I get up each morning, needs me as much as I need her.” -Jax Stone

Would you tell Dank that I will alway love him? That I’m sorry that I can’t leave here. I’m protecting those I love. But I will think of him every day and I will hum his song to myself every night as I go to sleep.

This may be invading her privacy but I was Death, dammit. I should get some privileges

Don’t. Please, just let me hold you a little bit longer,” he mumbled into my hair

Um,i’m going shopping for a dress for the Homecoming Dance with Miranda,Wyatt and Leif.” Dank chuckled.”So,Leif’s wearing a dress?

What if she never remembers?” “Then you better make her fall in love with you, again.” “How did I do it the first time?” “You let her in.

Good schools for me to prepare myself for a career, and, if I worked hard and played by the rules, a chance for me to do anything I wanted.

Some of my colleagues seem more interested in using every procedural method possible to keep the Senate from doing anything than they are in creating jobs or helping Americans struggling in a difficult economy.

Let me tell you, you can paint pictures and get people indicted for just about anything.

I absolutely don’t believe in anything. Full stop. Including luck.

They didn’t really have a choice because I got jobs acting before anyone could really say anything.

I have no idea who the characters are, later, their personalities take over anything I might want to do.

There’s no need to explain anything at length. Let go of love and hate and let things be. That’s all that I do in my own practice.

If I were to write anything at all, it would turn out to be nothing but talk about movies. In other words, take ‘myself,’ subtract ‘movies,’ and the result is ‘zero.’