I Don't Fiddle Or Edit Or Change

I Was Just Trying To Get His Attention!" The Man Protested At The Top Of His Lungs. "if He'da Listened, I Wouldn'ta Had To Bash Him.

Put All Your Eggs In One Basket... The Handle's Going To Break. Then All You've Got Is Scrambled Eggs.

Fate. You Could Never Anticipate It.

Roarke Had To Force Himself Not To Snatch Her Up As She Swept Through The Hallowed Senate Halls. Members Of The Media Were Already Leaping Toward Her, But She Cut Through Them As If They Weren’t There. “i Like Your Style, Lieutenant Dallas,” He Said When They’d Fought Their Way To The Car. “i Like It A Lot. And By The Way, I Don’t Think I’m In Love With You Anymore. I Know I Am.

I Had That Hole In Me. That Empty Space...she Put It In Me, You Filled It...she Was Part Of My Life. You Are My Life. If I Have A Regret, It,s That Even For An Instant You Could Think Otherwise. Or That I Allowed You To. -roarke