I Like Writing About Friends.

Every Man Has A Weakness!” He Patiently Explained. “i'll Find Theirs, I Promise You.” “every Man?” “yes,” He Answered Emphatically. ... “what Is Your Weakness, Brodick?” She Asked. “you.

I Will Find Her." "and When You Do?" Roger Asked. "i Will Make Her Mine," The Warrior Answered In A Hard, Determined Voice. "she Will Be Mine." The Vow Was Made.

What Are You Doing?" "what I've Wanted To Do For A Long Time." She Couldn't Move, Couldn't Think. She Was Lost In His Dark Eyes, And As He Slowly Lowered His Head Toward Hers, She Whispered, "are You Going To Throttle Me, Then?" He Was Laughing When He Kissed Her.

Isabelle, It's All Right For You To Be A Little Afraid, But You Should Also Be Very Excited And Joyful, Too. You're About To Bring A New Life Into This World." "i Would Rather Winslow Do It.

He Held Her Gaze Steady While He Summarized Her Promises. “she Will Honor Me, Protect Me, Obey Me Only When She Believes I’m Being Reasonable—but I Shouldn’t Hold Out Hope That That Day Will Ever Come—try To Love Me Before She’s An Old Woman, And I’d Better Get It Straight In My Mind That She Will Respect Me Until Or Unless I Do Something To Prove I’m Not Worthy, And God Save Me Then. Have I Left Anything Out, Brenna?