He tasted like chocolate and hazelnut liqueur and she wanted to feast on him for the rest of the night. His kiss… his kiss took her to another place where fireworks blazed.

I’m here for your pants and shoes.

I’m not most women…""...I’m getting that.

What if pretending is interfering with the person you’re meant to be?” he said.

Phew. I thought I was going to have to slay a few dragons for you while I was here.” “I’m no damsel in distress, Your Highness. I can take care of myself.

She didn’t need a man. She wanted one.

Trust your heart, and the answer will always become clear.

Now the thing is no longer a vision: it is paper.

I believe it stands for 'mother I'd like to...befriend.

There's plenty of stuff that I don't feel dissident about: I really like tea, I don't have any problem with that. I like lots of paintings.

Out in Hollywood, where the streets are paved with Goldwyn.

I have tried... believe me, I have tried to like rap music. It makes me feel so very, very old. I have tried to get home with the downies.

If you build a great product or service, people will talk about it. But it starts with having something that's worth talking about.

Well, as everyone knows, once witchcraft gets started, there's no stopping it.

I am a Christian in the only sense in which He wished anyone to be: sincerely attached to His doctrines in preference to all others.

I think photojournalism is documentary photography with a purpose.