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You're a tough one, Katie Macauley. But I mean to talk you round to enduring me at the least. Take a ride with me. I'll be a perfect gentleman, my word of honor." An afternoon away from her endless list of chores would be nice. But only if Tavish behaved himself. "A perfect gentleman?" The devilishly handsome grin he produced was not terribly reassuring, yet there was sincerity in his eyes. "You'll hardly recognize me I'll be so well behaved. — Sarah M. Eden

That in you which recognizes madness as madness (even if it is your own) is sanity, is the arising awareness, is the end of insanity. — Eckhart Tolle

This short watch that is about to come, or rather these two short watches
why are they called dog watches? Where, heu, heu, is the canine connection?'
Why,' said Stephen, 'it is because they are curtailed of course. — Patrick O'Brian

Charisma is not just saying hello. It's dropping what you're doing to say hello. — Robert Breault

Everything that lives, does so under the categorical condition of decisively interfering in the life of someone else ... — Mikhail Bakunin

Dear Cake,
You're AWESOME. That is all — Sonya Watson

Jerry Orbach is just phenomenal. He is genius, so present. — Michael Cudlitz

Of course, about a dozen steps from the Stall I was regretting my nobility, but I refused to go back and ask for the rain gear. I could be petty that way.
And hey, no objection to seeing Karish with his shirt soaked through. It was clingy while in the Stall, but a few drops of rain had it completely plastered to his shoulders, chest, back and stomach. His black hair was slicked close to his head. Rain streamed over his face and throat and clung to his eyelashes. He made a beautiful drowned rat.
Unfortunately, Karish's shirt wasn't the only garment to be quickly soaked through. I couldn't carry off the look with the same panache. — Moira J. Moore

So I kiss him, and there is the great dark sea ahead ... — Sylvia Plath