In my opinion, all boyfriends should turn out to be secretly wealthy.

Vic knelt by Lucas's side. 'You look like crap, by the way.'

'Thanks for breaking it to me gently.' Lucas took a deep breath, then groaned.

I apologized to her once for spending less time with her, but she blew it off. "You're in love. That makes you actually kind of boring to people who aren't in love. You know, the sane ones.

Self-knowledge is better than self-control any day," Raquel said firmly. "And I know myself well enough to know how I act around cookies.

All of my best friends are dead people. Someday I've got to figure out how that happened.

And to hie him home, at evening's close, To sweet repast, and calm repose. . . . . From toil we wins his spirits light, From busy day the peaceful night; Rich, from the very want of wealth, In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.