Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer. Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted.

The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat

Brush teeth. Wash hair. Rule undead world with an iron fist.

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.

You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!

I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend... We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents

You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!

Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch

That face. That body. And you know he’s packing. Look at the angle on that dangle.

I couldn't help shaking my head as I looked at him. Ian slept like a baby every morning - well, a baby who continually kept one hand down his pants.

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

People don't buy Moet & Dom because they love the taste, the buy it because they need "Livin' Large" photo on Facebook!

There are words and accents by which this grief can be assuaged, and the disease in a great measure removed.

A habit does not a monk make.

I worried that people wouldn't like me. Now I try not to worry and focus on being happy.

I don’t look like a lot of other people, you know what I mean? I look like I’m 12.

It was always acting, singing and dancing that I loved.

One thing I've often thought is that I never want to tell anybody else what to do. It's hard enough to figure out what I want to do.

We had to decide: Do we want to do Saturday Night or go to our Senior Prom? We opted for Saturday Night Live.

My experiences there truly defined who I am to this day as far as my humanitarian work because I was a refugee in Albania.

Music furnishes a delightful recreation for the hours of respite from the cares of the day, and lasts us through life.