With chemistry like theirs, this was the perfect setup for a fling...and Sherry wanted to go out on a high note."BRING ON THE ROADIE!

That girl's heart is bigger than Texas." Her eyes narrowed. "And it's as tender as a baby's butt. You take care with it, you hear?

Music may be his passion -- but this, right here, was his dream.

I love you, music man. You are my happily ever after.

Tyler, I'd marry you again in a heartbeat. You are my fairy tale.

Her wide, gorgeous smile was the culprit. It was pure magic. Neighbors lined the parking lot, eager to empty their pockets, all so she'd shine that beam on them.

Her pulse pounded in her ears. She didn't need to turn around to know he was standing behind her. Most likely with a smirk at catching her impromptu belly dance.

Elvis is sweet, but I prefer sleeping with you.

My happy place, huh? Well, yeah, I guess that's what music is for me.

You know, the heroes in my romance novels always say that. Scout's honor. But they all later admit to never being a Boy Scout.

Staring into his eyes, she noticed a thin circle of gray around the green. A SILVER LINING, she thought.

Anger makes dull men witty but it keeps them poor.

All things are possible to him who believes.

Gold was an objective value, an equivalent of wealth produced. Paper is a mortgage on wealth that does not exist, backed by a gun aimed at those who are expected to produce it.

To become a thoroughly good man is the best prescription for keeping a sound mind and a sound body.

People like Beck and Shawn Colvin are some of the people I listen to lately.

It is very wicked for you not to take care of your masters goods, but how much worse is it to pilfer and steal from them, whenever you think you shall not be found out.

I don't even like Greg Glassman. I don't have a cult like allegiance to the guy. I really don't like him. He's too hard to get on the phone and he doesn't drink my kind of scotch.

No matter how long what I'm doing here lasts, I want to be a songwriter for the rest of my life. I love it and it's my escape.

And you will believe in love And all that it's supposed to be But just until the fish start to smell And you're struck down by a hammer.

Be dramatically willing to focus on the customer at all costs, even at the cost of obsoleting your own stuff.