Jesus, he 's blogger," Pax said. "Arrest him, Deke.
My cup was already brimming before I met him —after it runneth over.
There was an agelessness about him, a stillness; on Roose Bolton's face, rage and joy looked much the same.
God gives the best to those who leave the choice to Him.
This was the stuff of novels with -- yeah -- men like him on the cover.
What is life? It departs covertly. Like a thief Death took him.
And when he had crossed the bridge, the phantoms came to meet him.
When dancing with a pit bull, it's always best to let him lead.
He nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I let him, Dad be damned.
All dreams. If there was love or pity for him, it was only in his dreams.
His eyes missed her as much as the rest of him.
We are forgiven, that we may be like Him who forgives us.
For when I waltzed with Chris, I'd made him someone else.
I had liked him for all the wrong reasons.
Great! He has indigestion, so let's torture him with cake.
I'm gonna make him an offer he can't refuse.
Don’t be too nice to him,” I teased. “He’ll never leave.
I kissed Ryan, and it charged him up like a freaking Duracell.
Look at him,” she said, shaking her head. “Travis Maddox: Mr. Mom.
God puzzled her and she was too ashamed of Him to say so.
If they killed him tonight, at least he would die alive.
