My Favorite Color Is You.

This Wasn't Weirdville, This Was Fricking Wonderland. Alice Here Was All Grow Up, But She Was Still Chowing Down On Too Much Of That Psychedelic Mushroom.

My Glass Is Not Only Half-full, It Holds Five-hundred-dollar-a-bottle Dom Perignon Champagne.

If You Want, I Can Carry You—” “i’m Fine,” She Said Shortly. “let’s Go.” He’d Said That Wrong. He Should Have Said, “i Want To Carry You.

I Really Like Writing Heroes Who Arent Necessarily Hollywood Handsome. Personally, I Think Men Who Are Self-confident, Intelligent, And Funny Are Outrageously Attractive - And My Heroines Tend To Think That, Too!

...there's No Such Thing As An Underwear Elf. Even When It Goes Missing, It's Somewhere In The Room. So Make Sure You Find It." -- Dark Of Night By Suzanne Brockmann