“The truth is I’m a chicken shit coward who’s afraid of a girl like you. When I’m with you, I want things I never thought I’d be able to have, or deserved, and that scares me a little. I’m just a regular guy who works in a bar and you’re this beautiful person who shines brighter than the stars.
I think I just made up some cheesy poetry so I’ll stop while I’m ahead.
If you feel like talking, give me a call.
~D
Sophie sat down on the floor and, through blurry eyes, reread the note so many times she had it memorized.
She was going to do more than give him a call.”
― Jenny Lyn, Clearing the Air

“You don’t like my restaurant, Miss Connor?”
“I couldn’t say since the waiting list to get in is six months long.”
One side of his mouth curved up. “This is true.”
His finger lingered, and I tried to swallow the nervous lump in my throat. “I think you can call me by my first name now, seeing as how you’re touching my boob. That puts us a little past formality, don’t you think?”
― Jenny Lyn, Bite

“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
― Marcus Tullius Cicero

“So many books, so little time.”
― Frank Zappa

“It is better to remain silent at the risk of being thought a fool, than to talk and remove all doubt of it.”
― Maurice Switzer

“Whenever I feel the need to exercise, I lie down until it goes away.”
― Paul Terry