My mouth crashes onto hers, and as our bodies sway in time to the music, our tongues dance to a rhythm that’s all their own. Spencer tastes of liquor and spearmint gum. She smells like heaven.

I want to rip the rest of those buttons open and climb him like a monkey in a banana tree. Oh God, what I would do with his banana...

She’s not ready and maybe she never will be, but I won’t stop trying. I’ll be patient if it kills me. I can just see it now. Cooper Hebert died of blue balls and a broken heart.

Those ties...those ties are forever, and I never wanted to be connected to any other person so permanently. Forever was always meant for you and me, Spence.

My breath catches in my throat as a chill makes me shiver, leaving gooseflesh in its wake. My eyes latch on to his, pleading with him to kiss me.

I’ll take stolen kisses and trysts in the cane fields for as long as I live over a life without you in it.

How ’bout you take this Cajun injector here, ” I say, gripping the steel rod in his shorts, “and give me a shot of protein instead.

Writing has been my window-flung wide open to this magnificent, chaotic existence-my way of interpreting everything within my grasp.

Always remember, everyone is hungry for praise and starving for honest appreciation.

Write programs to handle text streams, because that is a universal interface.

you may call a person vain, and they will smile; you may call them immoral, and they may even feel flattered - but call them narrow-minded and they have done with you.

How narrow we selfish conceited creatures are in our sympathies! How blind to the rights of all the rest of creation!

It's funny how everyone has a bizarre relationship with Google. The knowledge is there, but no one knows how to use it right.

I like to sing and leave songs on voicemail. It comes from the heart.

We can only learn so much and live.

Life is not worth living for which a man is not prepared to die at any moment.

If you are a complainer you might have already spent your HELP quota.