“I put my hand on my chest, a habit I never quite shook after losing my heart.”

“I jumped between them holding my hands up in front of me to stop the onslaught. We would all sit down and figure this out as rational adults. We’d been adults for a century at least, and it should not be a problem. It appeared to be a problem.”

“He held up his hands in surrender. “I’m not here to start trouble. I am just doing some research for my thesis.”“If you don’t get out of this bar, you are going to be writing your thesis via Ouija board.”

“To call it helmet hair was an insult to my helmet.”

“He took her hand without question, without fear, and he never regretted it.”

“I was really putting a lot of pressure on this beer prop; it was going to distract me enough so that I didn’t run around screaming like a lunatic on fire.”

“The only time you ever really lose love is when you choose to let it go.”