“You are my one and only, for all eternity.”

“He'd missed matching wits with her. "Shall we duel with our lips?" "You may find yourself eating grass for breakfast.”

“Something started thumping rhythmically against the door. Julianne hiccoughed and stared in horror, fearing whoever was in there would fling it open.A man grunted again and again.Georgette frowned. "Is he ill?"The door thumped harder. A woman started making repetitive high-pitched noises, sounding like a squealing pig.Julianne frowned. "What are they—hic—doing?""We must leave," Anne whispered.The thumping turned into banging, and the man's grunting grew louder. "Feel my mighty sword.""He has a sword?" Georgette asked.The woman behind the door screamed.Georgette gasped. "He killed her.""I'm coming," the man said."Not inside me," the woman said in a curt voice. "I don't want a brat."Julianne dropped the candle and clapped her hand over her mouth. She'd thought a bed was required. As she stared at the door, she tried to figure out how the amorous couple had managed, but she failed.”

“Eye muscles can be mutinous, of their own volition looking at things no one really has the heart to see.”

“For now, misgivings are squelched as I am walking on a cloud of naive confidence that softens the footfalls of ineptitude.”

“It is easier to give in to that little brat child, isn't it? Being tough takes energy and is not always pleasant. Rules and boundaries take energy to enforce. Throwing a lollipop is much easier...It is not a trick or a quick fix, it is an overall attitude. -Malta”

“The Road to Hell is Paved With Bad Intentions”