Pamela pulled off her cloak and Alexei gasped.”You have on breeches!” He stared in disbelief. “Breeches!””I’ve never worn them before, and they are extremely comfortable. I quite like them.” She smoothed the fabric over her hip. “Besides, you don’t expect me to duel in a dress, do you?””I do not expect you to duel at...

Forgive me for saying so, Your Highness,” Clarissa said slowly, “but for one as unaccustomed to good deeds as you, perhaps it would be best if you started with one on a smaller scale. Something like, I don’t know, spreading bread crumbs for birds?””Birds?” Valentina stared at Clarissa as if she had sprouted wings and...

I dare you to call Ask-A-Nurse and tell them you feel a presence in your womb region.

God, I love you,” Mo said…

Why are you staring at my boobs? My face is up here,” Trudy exclaims.Jack, the hotel employees, and I jump back like we’ve been electrocuted while the seniors don’t skip a beat. No. She. Didn’t. These geriatric devils are so bad.

Please, we know that all ittakes to get into your pants is a Hot Pocket and aNetFlix rental.

No way, that would kill my diet for the week. I don’t know how you can stand to eat so unhealthy, Quinn. Just consider it an amuse-biatch.

Are you super strong? Can you be hurt?””Of course I can,” replied Dimitri. “I’m strong, but all sorts of things can still hurt me.”And then being Rose Hathaway, I said something I really shouldn’t have to the boy. “You should go punch him and find out.”Jonathan’s mother screamed again, but he was a fast little...

Roz to Amelia (the house ghost): How considerate of you, after trying to kill me, to see that I don’t catch a cold.

It was all fun and games until someone else’s dick was in your girlfriend’s TMJ mouth

I am alergic to these flowers.-I know.

Forgive me. I continue to underestimate the breadth of your ignorance.

Wise Child: Why don’t you beat me then?Juniper: I can’t be bothered.

I am happy to pay you,” she announced. “For your services.”A harsh, strangled sound cut through the room. It came from him. “Pay me.”She nodded. “Would say, twenty-five pounds do?””No.”Her brows knit together. “Of course, a person of your–prowess–is worth more. I apologize for the offense. Fifty? I’m afraid I can’t go much higher. It’s...

So…Now that we got that over with, let’s get back to love at first sight, Evan said. Not infatuation at first sight…Love. With a capital L, he clarified.Love? Heeb asked, playfully pretending not to know the concept.Yeah. The real thing. The conviction that if you had this one woman, all other women would become irrelevant....

Rocher was on the floor, crawling on her stomach toward Jate’s feet. “I love you…,” she kept repeating, in a demonic whisper. “I have to show you… my butt.

It wasn’t enough that I had to worry about playing well and winning the game, but I also had to deal with possibility that one of my teammates could be dragged off the field by the inhabitants of the mental hospital.

He even dressed up for you. He only has one stain on his t-shirt.- Rylie Cruz

Laboratory scientists use formaldehyde as a disinfectant or preservative. They don’t fucking drink it.

Follow my finger.” He moved it around, tracking my eye movements. “Any blurred vision?””Well I think I’m hallucinating, because I see a big talking pile of crap.” – Joanne Baldwin.

I nearly died!

He openned the door that he assumed was the garage only to find himself in the pantry.crap.”Um . . . grabbing some Pop-Tarts for the road,” Nick said, covering his mistake. Still, they both stared at him as if he’d escaped Arkham Asylum. Offering them a fake smile, he grabbed the pastries, crossed himself, and...

Her name badge read: Hello! My name is DIE, DEMIGOD SCUM!

All You Need Is Love” in homage to their memory.

I don’t know,’ he said irritably. ‘Is it meant to improve you?’She swiveled toward him, eyes wide with shock.’Because nothing could,’ he added. Her mouth dropped in astonishment. Blotchy scarlet rushed her complexion. One would have thought he’d shot her.Oh dear God!He realized belatedly how wrong it had sounded.’No! God… that is to say.. nothing...

I can’t see anything” he said in a muffled voice, hand over his eyes. “I’m blind.

From the Diary of the Duchess of RoxburgheI vow, I cannot seem to walk past a window without seeing my great-nephew carrying Miss Balfour somewhere. All great romantic poems have such scenes where the hero, in a fit of passion, sweeps the heroine off her feet. Sadly, it appears that Sin’s technique is questionable.I’m surprised...

When the officer approached the window, he said ‘Papers’ and before he could finish, I shouted, ‘Scissors! I win,’ and drove off.

Imran you’re tragic. Bronchitis is like a bad cold it’s not a type of dinosaur.

Mr. Babcock pats my shoulder. He smiles, and the caterpillar mustache — the envy of state troopers everywhere, I’m sure — straightens out again. I hear that on the weekends, he’s a part-time security guard with mirrored sunglasses and a gun. He probably poses in front of his bathroom mirror to see how he looks...

But just out of curiosity, how do you feel about getting my name tattooed on your forehead?

The alien in my uncle hand obviously taken full control. Soon, it would claw its way out of his stomach and tap dance across my bed

John shrugged. “It always seemed silly to me to desire a woman who cannot converse any better than a sheep.”Belle leaned forward, her eyes glittering mischievously. “Really? I would have thought you’d prefer such a woman,considering your difficulty with polite conversation.””Touche, my lady. I cede this round to you.

Is my paranoia getting completely out of hand, or are you mongoloids really talking about me?

Listen you..you..”he sputtered.”You what ? You’ve already used hellion,draft girl and missy’ .i can think of several more degradation,but then again im not the one trying so hard to be intimidating.””How about you,maddending,foolish,moronic little chit ?””Much better !” she applauded.

Yes,Pren,though I hope I never get thechance.

Tex’s head snapped in my direction.Fuckin’ A, woman, you’ve never had a s’more? he boomedI shook my head.Christ, everyone’s gotta have a s’more before they die. Fuck that shit, I’ll build a fire in my backyard tonight and I’ll stop by Kumar’s on the way home to get the stuff. Everyone can come by-

(Brin) ‘How good is your lawyer, on a scale of Atticus Finch to Franklin and Bash?

My greatest privilege is being married to a gentle loving husband. I am very grateful God made our path cross.

And then, on the final day, it was time for the faux Underground Railroad. This is the part that no one believes. “No adult would ever do that,” they say. “You can’t be remembering that right.” I am, in fact, remembering it perfectly. The counselors “shackled” us together with jump ropes so we were “like...

I am a great warrior.

Who am I?What is my mission?

Didn’t feel too friendly,” Gus mumbled just loud enough for me to hear. When surprised and excited and innocent Gus emerged from Grand Gesture Metaphorically Inclined Augustus, I literally could not resist.

But you have so much in common. You’re both from strange little backwater planets. You both have odd powers. You’re male and she’s female. What more do you need? Believe me, buddy, if I were you, I’d go right up there and ask her if she wants to ride on my rancor.

No’ seems such a flimsy and inadequate little word to express how very little interest I have in hearing you rambling on about that particular topic.

There are few things more discomfiting than a spontaneous outburst of genuine decency from someone you’re determined to dislike for no good reason.

I was just saying your name.

And, really, she did like Chandler, too. She did. What woman wouldn’t? He was handsome and successful, a member of one of Nashville’s oldest and most prominent families. But she’d never felt anything more than a friendly sort of affection for him, and even that usually only came about after she’d consumed a good, dry...

Above him loomed a grotesque fat man […] His bedrobe was large enough to serve as a tourney pavilion, but its loosely knotted belt had come undone, exposing a huge white belly and a pair of heavy breasts that sagged like sacks of suet covered with coarse yellow hair.

Please don’t arrest me.””Listen to me, I’m not going to arrest you, ok? I’m not a cop.””Are you sure?””Am I sure I’m not a cop? yes, I’m sure.””You could be undercover.