Why the anchor?""Because sometimes, it's nice to feel like there's someone who can save you.

Because that was the problem with society. It cared too much about who you fell in love with but never about why. The why matters.

I think I like you, " I muttered, pressing my face to his muscled torso in a hug. I felt his heartbeat under my ear."I think I like you back.

You feel pretty, manly to me, " I breathed out, all jelly-legged with half-mast eyes."And you feel like a woman worthy of a fight, Ms.Greene.

Yes, Mel. That's exactly why I left without explaining. Because I think about you before I think about myself. Always remember that, Little Ballerina. Always.

Nevertheless, he had, on a certain star-lit evening, said wonderingly and quite reverently: "Deh moon looks like hell, don't it?

To be sorry you hurt me is not enough for me to forgive you.

Not greedy of filthy lucre.

Espresso is to Italy, what champagne is to France.

I think I can try the film world out for a while.

Let us make that one point - that no child will be unwanted, unloved, uncared for, or killed and thrown away.

The high road is always respected. Honesty and integrity are always rewarded.

Debt creates stress, stress creates behaviors that don't lead to happiness.

It is your passion that empowers you to be able to do that thing you were created to do.

Every man is crucified upon the cross of himself.