“He causes huge bodies like sun to proclaim His Majesty through His Names the All-Gracious, Great, reciting: ' O Glorious One, O Great One, O Mighty One', while tiny animate creatures like flies and fish proclaim His Mercy, reciting: 'O Gracious One, O Compassionate One, O Generous One”

“After all is said and done, more is said than done.”

“I never said most of the things I said.”

“When I said yes, i willWhen I said no, I don't When I said I have, I give When I said I don't, I can'tWhen I said let me see, I check out for it.”

“When you say what's not being said”

“I went to the doctor and he said I had acute appendicitis, and I said compared to who?”

“Science is interesting... Albert Eistein has said that he believe in religion, and he has said "Science without a religion is nothing and the reverse...", but now some people say that he has said and that he doesn't believe in religion and in god!? (That's call reverse...)”

“The future of fiction? he said. Maybe, she said. Will it have room for, you know, love & stuff? he said. Always, she said. OK then, he said.”

“Maybe he dates girls in Denver when he goes there for business but he never asks out girls around here. I think he's simply there for looks." The same could be said for Lindsey's ex, Hopper. He had been good for looking at but not much else. "That might work for a little while," Lindsey said, "but I prefer my men fully functional." Holly's gaze locked on something behind Lindsey. Her hazel eyes widened and her lips formed an 'O'. She tipped her head forward, prompting Lindsey to turn and look ... straight into the eyes of Carden Crenshaw.”

“Lindsey looked at him coyly "Grilling is your specialty?" She shook her head. "You really had me fooled." He set the platter on the island, joined her near the sprawling sectional sofa in the living area, and took her in his arms. She'd never get tired of that feeling. "Had you fooled how?" he asked. "I thought kissing was your specialty." Carden captivated her with his sultry gave. "Grilling... Kissing..." He brushed his lips over hers, teasingly light and feathery. "Take your pick, darlin;," he said in a low whisper, pulling her closer.... "Stay tuned," he said with a rasp in his voice. "I've got a couple other specialties, too.”

“My agent said, 'You aren't good enough for movies.' I said, 'You're fired.'”