“Go along with it, Ed. I am begging. I am on the ground begging you." "You're standing at a urinal about to take a piss." "Don't make me get on the ground. Do you know how many germs there are in a toilet?”

“I am begging you.” My arm lowered and tugged as he fell to his knees. “I’m begging you, Abby. Don’t do this.”“Let me go, Travis.”Travis was on his knees, palms flat on the pavement.The sight of him on the ground made the tears I’d been holding back rush down my face.”

“Mr. Towers, you are going to have to beg for that.” He lets out a loud chuckle, “Beg?” “Oh, Ms Austen, just wait for what you are in store for this evening. Begging doesn’t even begin to describe what I am going to make you do,” he smiles seductively.”

“I beg you, no matter what happens, no matter where you go in life or how many millions you make, no matter anything, I beg you: never buy a German car. ”

“All kind of marvelous things go on. I don't see how anyone who has looked, and seen,can do ought but say, ‘where I stand, wherever I stand,I am on holy ground.”

“I love you," she said. "You made me fall in love with you. I don't care how tall you are or what color your hair is-I care about you. You make me laugh. You're smart. You're gentle. And you're real, you're a real person, not some jock with a facade that's going to fall apart when I get to know him. I know you already, and I love you, you idiot. I don't care what you do with toilet paper.”