“Good-bye bilauta”

“The white tiger will always be your protector, Kelsey. Good-bye priyatama.”

“Well, first of all, you can't expect me to have coherent thoughts when you're touching me. Second, you're too... good-looking. Good-looking people usually get what they want.”

“Bad things sometimes happen to good people; the key to happiness is try to make the best of, and be thankful for the hand we're dealt”

“Good intentions are not sufficient to creat a positive outcome; you must act. As you take part and become actively engaged, answers to your questions will appear. Lastly, like a great rock is not disturbed by the buffetings of the wind, the mind of a judicious man is steady. He exists as a stanchion, a stalwart support. Others can cling to him, for he will not falter.”

“That dress…was a very, very good decision. I could write an entire poem on the virtues of your legs alone. You are a feast for the senses.” I laughed. “I don’t know about a feast. Maybe just an hors d'oeuvre.” He took my hand and wrapped it around his arm. “Not an hors d'oeuvre. The dessert. And I plan to spoil my appetite.”

“I was dying. I knew it. At least the pain was gone. I wanted to tell him that I loved him. Then darkness overtook me...”