“He doesn’t deserve it. he can have any girl in the world’s love and he took yours. someone who deserves so much more than a summer fling”

I ain’t the only old woman looking. I’m just the only one honest enough to admit it. The others just hire the boy to cut their grass so they can sit at the window and drool.

It didn’t mean forever but for right now I wanted Rush to be my first. He wouldn’t be my last. A stop I might never forget or get over. That was what scared me the most. Not being able to move on.

You’re with me, Sadie. When you’re off the clock, you’re not my employee. You’re my.. Air.” I frowned at him. “Your air?” He grinned. “Well, girlfriend seems to be a shallow word for what I feel for you.

Good because I want you too. Now. Forever. Just you

I never imagined anyone like you, Blaire. But every time I think about forever with you, I’m humbled that you chose me.

A small laugh startled me and I looked over to see her actually smiling. Making her do that more often was a new goal.

I’m trying my hardest to get you so wrapped up in me you never leave.

Sawyer: Alone in your tent? Um, no. You’re in my tent

When I’m with you, my world is complete. When I touch you, I understand the meaning of life. When I lost you, I completely shattered. You. Own. Me.

He stopped and looked back at me “I love you too Pagan. I’ll miss you. In every life.

As the music played over the speakers and the waterfall in the pool filled the silence around us, I knew that without a doubt I had just been ruined.

I leaned forward on the table and leveled her with my steady gaze. “Do not ever speak to her that way again. If she hadn’t agreed to come with me I wouldn’t have come. Don’t underestimate her importance. She’s mine. Respect that.

I need you. Right now. Let me love you right here, please.

I had fallen too far. I was in love with Rush Finlay.

You only deserve what you make yourself worthy of.

Sawyer was always the Vincent boy worth fighting for. He’s the special one.

To me, being Latin is about more than your looks – it’s how you’re brought up.

Mark [Andressen] was more popular than me at the time … He was like Beyoncé, I was Kelly Rowlings

For if, when we were enemies, we were reconciled to God by the death of His son, much more, being reconciled, we shall be saved by His life.

It sometimes happens that the town child is more alive to the fresh beauty of the country than a child who is country born

As I’ve matured, the roles are a bit more layered and representative of where I am today as an older person with more responsibilities, perspective and hopefully not too many regrets.

If those of us in positions of responsibility fail to do everything in our power to protect the right of privacy, we risk something far more valuable than money. We risk our way of life.

There is not a more perilous or immoral habit of mind than the sanctifying of success.

More than anything I love being on stage and performing