“Okay, you’re older. Not much, really. And considering you love staying in shape and I refuse to run, we’ll probably get all old and crippled at the same time. If not, then I’ll learn to use a cane, and I’ll get to beat on your ass for a change.”

“Okay, okay, okay … go to your corners, boys. This is a nice Aubusson carpet you’re standing on. You get blood on it and I’ll have Fritz so far up my ass I’ll be coughing on his hankie.”

“Travis!”“Down here, Pidge. Just come in feet first, I’ll catch you.”“You’re out of your damn mind if you think I’m jumping into the dark!”“I’ll catch you! I promise! Now get your ass in here!”

“When I turn thirty, in thirty days or so, I might be feeling old, so I’ll probably call my grandma up, because as old as I’ll feel, she’ll be feeling older. Twelve years older.
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“From Cherish Tomorrow ... “I want you,” she said softly.His jaw became rigid with disapproval. “I’m too damned old for you.”“You’re perfect.” She touched the hardness of one cheek with loving fingers.“You’re too young for me!”She shrugged. “I’ll get older.” ”

“Someday, we’ll run into each other again, I know it.Maybe I’ll be older and smarter and just plain better. If that happens,that’s when I’ll deserve you. But now, at this moment, you can’t hook your boat to mine, because I’m liable to sink us both.”