“Ah, you dumb sonovabitch, why’d you let your warrior go?”

“Love is always a battle.”

“He sighed, Selange was perplexing, and an adulterous prude seemed a contradictory term. She had a fierce spirit one minute and the next she cried like a baby. Damn, he missed her silly ass. [Right now, he could see so damn clear--he wanted the crybaby-fierce adulterous prude in his arms--He loved this goddamn woman. Period. End of story!]”

“You're not driving home if it's late, though. I am accustomed to dropping my women off at their door," he snickered because he knew she'd blush and he wanted her to, "and sometimes I put them to bed.”

“Touch me." He instructed as he lifted her hands and placed them on his chest, "See, I am just Alfonzo. I'm human, not the boogey-man," then he smiled reassuringly...”

“Haste represented youth's infirmity.”

“To start your quest you need somewhere to begin, and the best place to begin is at the start. - Horus, King of the Gods”