“With brief amusement, she recalled how she'd assumed a rogue of his decadent reputation would be pale and weak from too many late nights, too much brandy, and too many women. If that regime resulted in this superb specimen, every doctor in the country should recommend it.”

“You know," my father said sprinkling nutmeg on his brandy Alexander, "if you sniff too much nutmeg, you could die.""You can die from anything, really," my mother said "You can die from eating too many apricots.""How many apricots?" I said, afraid that the World's Most Pathetic Death could happen to me.”

“Too many OB/GYN’s aren’t able to practice their love with women all across the country.”

“His hands were weak and shaking from carrying far too many books from the bookshop. It was the best feeling.”

“Too many good docs are getting out of the business. Too many OB/GYN's aren't able to practice their love with women all across the country."(Poplar Bluff, Missouri, 6 September, 2004)”

“We saw too much beauty to be cynical, felt too much joy to be dismissive, climbed too many mountains to be quitters, kissed too many girls to be deceivers, saw too many sunrises not to be believers, broke too many strings to be pro's and gave too much love to be concerned where it goes....”