“Then, driven by the same impulse, they kissed him--Aylss on the let cheek, Evanlyn on the right.And then they glared daggers at each other.”

“I glared daggers at him, but they just bounced off him like water on a freshly waxed car.”

“He had been driven hither by the impulse of that Remorse which dogged him everywhere, and whose own sister and closely linked companion was that Cowardice which invariably drew him back, with her tremulous gripe, just when the other impulse had hurried him to the verge of a disclosure.”

“Miss Lynn came around the corner of the row of lockers,glaring daggers. No, daggers would be too delicate a weapon for her.Glaring sledgehammers was probably more appropriate.”

“Men are driven by two principal impulses, either by love or by fear.”

“She looked at him, his soft brown eyes and tall form, and contemplated raising herself on her toes and kissing his ear, or his cheek...Instead, impulsively before leaving, she reached up and smoothed his mussed hair.Mr. Bradford beamed.”