Oh no. Oh God. I couldn't possibly be so stupid." "Don't limit yourself. You can be anything you wish.

Cleverness is like rouge - liberal application makes a woman look common and desperate. Wit is knowing how to apply it.

He couldn’t compare a woman to a torrentially beautiful monsoon, and then look surprised that he’d gotten wet.

Certainty becomes you.

Is it truly so unfathomable, that an imperfect girl might be perfectly loved?

Oh no. Don't smile. You'll kill me. I stop breathing when you smile.

Don’t. Don’t play that game.” His brow pressed to hers. “When I heard you cry out . . . it was like a saber to the gut. I wanted to die.

Forgive me, Your Grace. Are you suggesting a woman is some sort of … piece of fruit to you? One squeeze, and you know if she’s ripe?

A man might engage in flirtation with distinterest, even disdain. But he never teases without affection.

What is the world coming to, with these modern women? A man can't tell them what to do.

The Blushing Pansy," his cousin read aloud, in a tone of abject horror. "Tea shop and confectionery." Bram swore. This was going to be ugly.

The only thing standing between you and your dreams is ... reluctance.

Don't answer the door in a wedding dress and veil, he might not think you're joking.

Jesus would pray to himself and cry. I often do the same.

Fire is one of our best friends in this cold universe. Put some wood in it to show your gratitude.

Expansion means complexity and complexity decay.

You are my girlfriend," whispered Matthew. " You're my girl and I'm your guy, and you're my girl and I'm your guy. Let's not fight." -pg 126

"Things have a life of their own," the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent. "It's simply a matter of waking up their souls."

The devil flees before the sound of music almost as much as before the Word of God.

Deep in the wild mountains, is a strange marketplace,where you can trade the hassle and noise of everyday life, for eternal Light.

I hesitate to direct even though I feel I contribute a lot on a set.