“You are blowing my mind.”
“I think I am a child. Everything blows my mind.”
“Oh, God, Shannon. You're blowing my mind." Clint's morning voice was rich with passion.I wanted to correct him and explain that it wasn't his mind I was blowing, but my mother had taught me it was impolite to speak when one's mouth was full...”
“Minds were made for blowing.”
“I wonder why it is I don't argue like this, with anyone but you. I wonder why it is, I won't let my guard downFor anyone but you. We do it all the time, blowing out my mind...”
“Tis an ill wind that blows no minds”