She wasn't a person to whom things happen. She did all the happenings.
If you were Catholic, you'd singe the ears of the priest you confessed to.
You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!
I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend. . . We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents
You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!
Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch
That face. That body. And you know he’s packing. Look at the angle on that dangle.
For a second, he was still, blinking. Then he shook off all the blankets and coats so that his arms were free and he wrapped them around me as tightly as he could. I felt him shuddering, shuddering against me as he buried his face in my hair. I said, uselessly, "Sam, don't go. " Sam cupped my face in his hands and looked me in the eyes. His eyes were yellow, sad, wolf, mine. "These stay the same. Remember that when you look at me. Remember it's me. Please. "" — Grace and Sam (Shiver)
I was a very unique child.
Doubt your doubts before you doubt your faith.
Remember that all things are only opinion and that it is in your power to think as you please.