What if I’ll always be the person on the outside? The person who doesn’t belong.”“You belong, Echo, ” he says against my temple. “Right here with me.

Just a shower. If you want me to stay on the opposite side, I will. I won’t kiss. I won’t touch.”Echo flashes that siren smile. “What if I want to kiss you?”“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?

My body screams to stride over to her, wrap my arms around her waist, kiss her until she’s drunk on me and slowly remove every article of clothing on her body.

And this is the eternal law. For, Evil often stops short at istelf and dies with the doer of it! but Good, never.

Oh, ' she says, 'the Vat prints nothing but rapes. You know what a rape usually is? It's a woman who changed her mind afterward.

Kids can be a pain in the neck when they're not a lump in your throat.

They are poets of gesture.

My first work in comics had an Adult theme and I had to create a nom du plume to separate that work and my Children's entertainment.

I usually just get into a police character by drinking coffee and eating donuts, but those days are over.

I love a good road trip. And I have been known to sing cheesy '80s songs at the top of my lungs on a windy road when no one can hear.

In flying, the probability of survival is inversely proportional to the angle of arrival.

I'm not like Puff Daddy, I hold my own umbrella.

Ah! what is love! It is a pretty thing, As sweet unto a shepherd as a king, And sweeter too; For kings have cares that wait upon a crown, And cares can make the sweetest love to frown.