He settled his hat back into position. She was a rookie in her first big game, and he’d never let her see how close she’d come to unseating a champion.
She’s as plastic as you are. If you ever have kids, they’ll come out of the birth canal with Fisher-Price stamped on their butts.
Hey, everybody, Jerry Maguire’s here.
I always want to try to bring something fresh to every book. It’s getting harder instead of easier. I feel like I work harder with each book. But I don’t want it to show on the pages, that’s for sure.
I’m just very, very slow. I would not make it as a journalist, I’ve got to tell you. I sweat bullets over every sentence, and sometimes, you know, a day will pass and I’ve written one paragraph, and I’ve been at the computer for four hours.
Now, this is where I draw the line! It’s bad enough everybody in town’s going to be thinkin’ I’m sleeping with a depressed, lice-ridden, hemorrhoidal foreigner who likes to be tied up and might be pregnant, although-since she’s just about cornered the market on condoms-I don’t know how that could have happened. But I will not-you listen to me, Emma!-I absolutely will not have anybody thinkin’ a woman of mine needs a vaginal moisturizer, do you hear me?
You’re beautiful, every part of you. I love your hair, the way it looks, the way it feels. I love touching it, smelling it. I love the way you wrinkle your nose when you laugh. It makes me laugh, too, every time. And I love watching you eat. Sometimes you can’t shovel it in fast enough, but when you get interested in a conversation, you forget there’s anything in front of you. God knows, I love making love with you. I can’t even talk about that without wanting you. I love your pathetic attachment to those seniors. I love how hard you work.
Kevin stopped where he was and stood there simply gazing at her. Molly sat cross-legged in the meadow with the sun shining on her bare shoulders and a pair of yellow butterflies fluttering like hair bows around her head. She was all the dreams he’d lost at dawn-dreams of everything he hadn’t understood he needed until now. She was his playmate, his confidante, the lover who made his blood rush. She was the mother of his children and the companion of his old age. She was the joy of his heart.
In case you haven’t heard, the brain is the most important sexual organ, and my brain isn’t interested in having anything to do with you.
My wife is so much a part of me, she’s like the breath coming into my body. I love her very much.
I have so much character that adding beauty to the mix would be greedy.
Monday, when he’d barged in on her because she’d somehow managed to hold up everybody’s paychecks, she’d been painting her goddamn fingernails! He’d gotten mad then, but he’d barely begun to yell before her lip had started to tremble and she’d said he couldn’t talk to her like that because she had PMS.
It’s not your fault that you’re slow. I’m sure it’s hard to recover from being hit on the head with a silver spoon.
There’s nothing more boring than listening to successful adults whine about how mistreated they were as children, is there?
Tell me what it would be like? If you loved me?
The only reason I kissed you was as a distraction from what I really wanted to do, which was strangle you.
Lani regarded smudged mascara as a worse catastrophe than nuclear holocaust.
If I eat another hamburger, I’ll start to moo. – Rachel.
I can’t resist you,” he said quietly. “You know that, don’t you? And I’m tired of pretending I can.” His expression grew more troubled. “But I don’t love you, Daisy, and you can’t begin to know how sorry I am about that because if I could choose anyone in this world to love it’d be you.
What I’m trying to say is, as I get older, all the things I’ve done to make money have become less important in my life. I’m proud of the company. I’ve built it up from nothing and I’m sure as hell not going to stand by and watch it get eaten up. But when I’m sitting out on the patio on a Sunday afternoon and I start counting my blessings, it’s the people I love that come to my mind, not the company.