You're An Addiction...my Obsession.

Oh, I’ll Fight You,” She Promised, Her Eyes Clear Of Shadows. “that’s The Way I Roll.

You Didn't See Him Watching You Dance With Your Dad. His Eyes Got All Shiny. I Thought He Was Going To Cry. And On The Way Up Here, In The Elevator, He Tried To Play It Off, But I Could Totally Tell He Was Nervous.

As A Writer, It's Disheartening To Write Books That You Pour Your Soul Into And Not Have Them Distributed Widely Enough To Find Their Audience.

You’re Not The Only One Who Can Get Possessive. I’m Very Proprietary About What’s Mine.

Why? Why Would You Do That?” "you Have Your Way Of Dealing With Jealousy And I Have Mine.