
I'm a bad ass. A bad ass who bakes when he's depressed. —
Myra McEntire

My breath caught in my throat.
Buttered biscuits and honey.
You're not what I expected. —
Myra McEntire

Lots of unbelievable things happened. Every day. Things like gravity. —
Myra McEntire

You know, Scarlett, Rhett didn't give a damn, and frankly, I don't either. —
Myra McEntire

That hurts me in my feminism. —
Myra McEntire

Spies should be able to endure torture and still keep their secrets. I spilled mine out like pennies from a broken piggy bank. —
Myra McEntire

If you were my child, I would staple you to your bedroom wall. —
Myra McEntire

My heart stumbled a little, but the tenderness in his voice kept me from falling. —
Myra McEntire

I don't need any bonus material to throw me over the edge later.
Or don a flight of stairs, under a bus, and straight back to the mental ward. —
Myra McEntire

Nothing is going on."
"Hey, you're the one who tried to knock a security camera off the side of a building. That's a lot of pent-up frustration. —
Myra McEntire

It turns out, teachers think of glitter as the herpes of craft world- impossible to contain or exterminate. (Beer Buckets and Baby Jesus) —
Myra McEntire

There's not a boy alive like the one in my dreams. —
Myra McEntire

I smiled back as he walked away, but all the lovely butterflies in my stomach landed one by one in a cold, dead heap. —
Myra McEntire

I mean, they were really high and pointy, and although I'm not clumsy, they were potentially lethal both to me and anyone in my general vicinity. —
Myra McEntire

Aren't you just a knight in shining armor? ... Wherever do you keep your horse? And who scoops up the crap it leaves behind? —
Myra McEntire

Memories and emotions are all tied up. The morestrongly you feel about a situation influences how youremember it. —
Myra McEntire

I had a dilemma. I could find absolutely no good reason to slap the girl standing in the kitchen doorway. And I really wanted one. —
Myra McEntire

It's not my goal to freak you out."
"Too bad," I answered. "Because that one was so solid it didn't even touch the net." Swish. —
Myra McEntire

Offering to help me implies I'm in distress. I'm not currently. —
Myra McEntire

His expression practically hung out a shingle announcing the topic was off-limits. —
Myra McEntire

For a chance with you, I can wait. —
Myra McEntire

He's going to think I tried too had."
"He's going to be too busy looking at you to think of anything. —
Myra McEntire

I'm simply reminding you that you're worth more than what you'll find at the bottom of a bottle. —
Myra McEntire

I love you - broken in pieces, whole, however. No matter what the future brings, no matter what was in the past. —
Myra McEntire

I realized I'd never asked him about his major. Probably wasn't time travel.I didn't think our local college was quite that progressive. —
Myra McEntire

It's different this time."
"It was different last time."
Thomas tried again. "This guy-"
"Has a third eye you can visibly see? —
Myra McEntire

Most of what I say is complete truth. My edit button is broken. —
Myra McEntire

If I've learned something from all this crap ... it's that living anywhere other than in the moment is a mistake ... The future is subjective. —
Myra McEntire

Time travel? Saving the world? Had I fallen into a straight-to-DVD release? —
Myra McEntire

Your size makes you seem delicate, like a spiderweb. But the wise fly knows that delicate can also be strong. —
Myra McEntire

Getting a full-body buzz with a guy I'd just met was as weird as seeing dead people. But much more enjoyable. —
Myra McEntire

If he wasn't already holding my heart in the palm of his hand, I would have taken it out and given it to him right then. —
Myra McEntire

He made no attempt to move toward me but stood still, his bright blue eyes assessing me. I shivered. He was giving my goose bumps a field day. —
Myra McEntire

It's amazing what flipping a grown man over her shoulder does for a girl. —
Myra McEntire

Tuxedo Guy looked even better the closer he got to us- tall wide shoulders, smooth skin, those lips. —
Myra McEntire