Tiffany Reisz

Master Griffin, I would marry my own mother for the excuse to stab my eyes out with her brooches than to see anything under your kilt,' the man's voice said with an elegant aplomb. 'Where would you like your guest's things, sir?

I have trouble respecting a woman who gives away for free what she could sell for good money. Whores are the only women who know their own worth. I mean that.

Hope is something God gives us. Hope is...Hope is a bright light on a dark night. If your hope is guiding you into this shore, then this is where you should drop your anchor.