He Wanted To Be A Poet,' Someone

Okay, You're Right About That. But This Whole Ghost Thing's Irritating." "park Benches Are Irritating To You In Some Moods." "depends On Whether Or Not I Want To Sit Down.

I Don't Kick A Man When He's Down, Unless I'm The One Who Put Him Down In The First Place. I Don't Put Him Down Unless He Deserves It. And I Don't Break My Word If I Give It. So I'll Give You My Word.

Men Didn't Respect Beauty...they Used It.

[first Line] “the Business Of Murder Took Time, Patience, Skill, And A Tolerance For The Monotonous.

You Said We've Got A New Page. I Figure I've Got Some Say In What Gets Written On It. So I'm Going To Work On You. Last Time Around, You Threw Yourself At Me.” “i Did No Such Thing.” “sure You Did. But I Can See I've Got My Work Cut Out For Me This Time. That's Okay.” He Skimmed His Thumb Over Her Knuckles Before She Jerked Her Hand Free. “in Fact, I Think I'm Going To Enjoy It.” “i Don't Know Why I Waste My Time Trying To Mend Fences With You. You're As Arrogant As You Ever Were.” “just The Way You Like Me, Sweetheart.