I can't find the words." She stared daggers at him. "Don't hurt yourself trying.

Nothing woke up a man as quickly in the morning as a scorpion in his pants.

No matter what her father wanted, no way was Clara going to partner up with Light Walker. He'd suggested a tarantula for a snack, for heaven's sake. The were never, ever, ever going to work together.

She had the soft presence of a fish hook in the eye.

Ah, you're warming up to me. You know what comes next." "Bitter disappointment?" she deadpanned.

Where did you grow up?" He wiggled his eyebrows at her. "Who says I've grown up?

What anger wants, it buys at the price of soul.

You're not horribly terrible." He shook his head at her. "You say the nicest things." He held her gaze for a moment. "You're not trying to get into my pants, are you?

His voice still had the rasp of desire as he asked, "If I disappear, will you come and find me?

I hope we'll be friends." His grin was pure sin.... She stuck with the truth. "I hope we won't be enemies.

She wasn't entirely sure if she was being rescued or kidnapped.

Know that you will eventually have to leave everything behind

You have been assigned this mountain so that you can show others it can be moved.

If desires are not uprooted, sorrows grow again in you.

You shouldn't wait for other people to make special things happen. You have to create your own memories.

We men are wretched things.

There is not a shadow of right in the general government to intermingle with religion. Its least interference with it would be a most flagrant usurpation.

Without resistance you can do nothing

You can't really hit or miss on one outing.

Law is experience developed by reason and applied continually to further experience.

I'm just trying to stay aggressive and mix things up enough to be successful.