“Life Has No Ctrl+Z...”

“Life is short, death is forever”

“I've always liked high school. I'm not deluded, of course. I know these aren't the best years of my life, but as a subject and experience, it's pretty interesting.”

“Obviously no one has ever cautioned you against pricking the vanity of proud men or wild animals; neither is completely predictable.""And which of those categories do you fit into?""I'll leave the choice solely to your discretion," he mused and bowed solicitously.”

“Excuse me," she said tartly, "but this is my horse. It is, in effect, my clearing as well, so if you don't mind I would prefer that you leave here at once."Amused, he raised an eyebrow. "And if I said I preferred to stay?"She drew a slow breath. "I would say that you were a nuisance and a trespasser, as impudent and lacking in scruples as any man I have ever had the misfortune to meet. And one who no doubt has had thoughts of poaching, even if he has not done so already."He edged closer, and Catherine felt the heat of the midnight eyes rake her again."Indeed, I am beginning to have thoughts, Mistress Ashbrooke," he murmured. "But not of poaching.”

“You may feel like dwelling on your limits or your fears. Don't do it. A perfect prescription for a squandered, unfulfilled life is to accommodate self-defeating feelings while undercutting your finest, most productive ones.”

“No. You can't. And I can't do anything either, about my life, to change it, make it better, make me feel better about it. Like it better, make it work. But I can stop it. Shut it down, turn it off like the radio when there's nothing on I want to listen to. It's all I really have that belongs to me and I'm going to say what happens to it. And it's going to stop. And I'm going to stop it. So. Let's just have a good time.”