“I’ve been loved in life, but all that matters now is that I’m loved by you.” -Eva”

I laughed out loud and shook my head, “You’re crazy!” He nodded, “About you.

There’s a thin line baby. A thing line between love and hate.” – Cage York

She was crazy. I could be too. It was my greatest fear, that I’d snap one day too. Just like she had. I wanted to live life because if that day came I wanted to have lived once.

He’d made sure i had something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue.

She may have had enough time to deal with things. What if she does come back? What will you do?” Grant asked me. What would I do? I’d beg.

I want whatever part of you I can have.

Girl, there ain’t a boy in this town who can hold a candle to Beau Vincent with his shirt off.

In the screwed-up life I’d been dealt, she was my only source of comfort.

He wasn’t what sent me running. He was what had made me want to stay.

The fact I want…no, I need for us to be exclusive until we part ways when we head off to college

Fine. You don’t want to be good enough for me, then you will never be. I deserve someone who wants to be what I need.

Last night I’d made love to a woman for the first and last time. It had been amazing and I had a memory that would shape the rest of my life.

Ashton grinne and raised her eyebrows. “I can’t believe you’re telling me a Vincent boy brought you to Grove, Alabama and not me.” Shrugging, I returned her smile. “They’re heard to resist.” “Don’t I know it.”

Things happen in life and you can’t control them. It sucks and you have to move on.

Then the fear all humans felt when met with Death’s gaze came over his face. That’s right buddy, I’m Death, now move away from my girl.

Because I’ve had a taste and I’m not sharing. This isn’t just for fun. I may be slightly addicted.

The size of the problem is never the issue — what matters is the size of you!

If Donald Trump is our nominee, it could be the end of the Republican Party. It will split us and splinter us in a way that we may never be able to recover. And the Democrats will be joyful about it. It’s not going to happen.

I never made `Who’s Who,’ but I’m featured in `What’s That?’

If I let a little of the emotion out, all of it will come out, and it will never end.

Every kindness I received, small or big, convinced me that there could never be enough of it in our world…

Wilbur never forgot Charlotte. Although he loved her children and grandchildren dearly, none of the new spiders ever quite took her place in his heart. She was in a class by herself. It is not often that someone comes along who is a true friend and a good writer. Charlotte was both.

Old age is a special problem for me because I’ve never been able to shed the mental image I have of myself – a lad of about 19.

Good deeds never go unpunished.