Bullets Are Creepy." Stephenie

I Rolled My Eyes So Far Into The Top Of My Head I Almost Fell Over Backward.

If God Had Wanted Me To Lose Weight He Would Have Made Sure There Was Creamed Spinach For Dessert.

I Wasn’t Sure Anymore What Made A Good Marriage. There Had To Be Love, Of Course, But There Were So Many Different Kinds Of Love. And Clearly, Some Love Was More Enduring Than Others.

Is That A Bulletproof Vest? See, Now That's So Insulting. That's Like Saying I'm Not Smart Enough To Shoot You In The Head." Eddie Dechooch

Ranger Cradled My Face In His Hands, Using His Thumbs To Wipe The Tears From My Eyes. "the Ceremony Is Over. Can You Make It Back To The Car?" I Nodded. "i'm Okay Now. Am I Red And Blotchy From Crying?" "yes," Ranger Said, Brushing A Kiss Across My Forehead. "i Love You Anyway." "there's All Kinds Of Love," I Said. Ranger Took Me By The Hand And Led Me Back To The Suv. "this Is The Kind That Doesn't Call For A Ring. But A Condom Might Come In Handy." "that's Not Love," I Told Him. "that's Lust.