“I don't want to move out of bed." "I don't want to move out of bed either. Let's live here.”

“For ya, love, I will be anything ya want... even a potato.”

“Would it make you feel better if I had a panic attack?" Jane sat on the couch and suppressed a small yawn. "I mean, it's almost four in the morning and a little early for a panic attack, but I can ...”

“Ya smell like honey," he said. "I'm allergic to bees," she whispered. "I'll do my best not to sting ya, love.”

“He took her hand from her head and held it in his. "Your beauty could make a rose blush." "Are you... drunk?”

“Is he all right?" Jane asked. "Oh, sure, probably losing a fight against a squirrel," Angus said. "Or his shadow...”

“I don't want to move out of bed." "I don't want to move out of bed either. Let's live here.”

“For ya, love, I will be anything ya want... even a potato.”

“Angus skidded to a stop and lifted his jaw as if sensing he was being watched. He looked in her direction and instantly covered his manhood as his eyes caught Jane's shocked face in the tree limbs....”

“You are the most powerful tool in your life. Use your energy, your thoughts and your magick wisely!”

“In this book it is spoken of the Sephiroth and the Paths; of Spirits and Conjurations; of Gods, Spheres, Planes, and many other things which may or may not exist. It is immaterial whether these exi...”

“The disciplines of physical exercise, meditation and study aren't terribly esoteric. The means to attain a capability far beyond that of the so-called ordinary person are within the reach of everyo...”

“Good God, the lad is a lass!”

“She wouldn't let him pop her cherry, but he could damn sure heat up her pie. The mere thought of a little blanket bingo made Kenna squirm in the saddle.”

“Scotland - The Highlands - Thirteenth Century "Have ye e'er seen such a lovely set o' bosoms?”