“I've only picked a handful of fights in my life, but we are about to meet lucky number six.”

“Sometimes I feel as if I've lived about six lifetimes...all fictionalized in my six books.”

“Six a.m.!" Xander cried. "I know that's a number on my clock, but I've never actually been awake to personally witness it!”

“I'm afraid that my wife picked up a number of colorful expressions from the Yanks and such, Frank offered, with a nervous smile.True, I said, gritting my teeth as I wrapped a water-soaked napkin about my hand. Men tend to be very colorful when you're picking shrapnel out of them.”

“This is fish number six hundred and forty-one in a lifetime of goldfish. My parents bought me the first one to teach me about loving and caring for another living breathing creature of God. Six hundred and forty fish later, the only thing I know is everything you love will die. The first time you meet that someone special, you can count on them one day being dead and in the ground.”

“I'm thirty-six, and I'm in love for the first time. I don't know what that says about me. Maybe that I've waited for you all my life.”