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Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: December 11
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Cincinnati
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He shook his head. The next time I hear a women going on about how neurotic men are, I'm going to remember this. You tell me you like my body, and what do I say? I say, thank you. Then I tell you I like yours and what do I hear? A long lists of grievances.
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Get inside before I spank you in public. There it was again, another of his maddening threats. Did that mean he wouldn't spank her if she did as he said or that he simply planned to spank her in private? She was still mulling over the whole unpleasant concept when he started the truck.
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Anything worth having is worth fighting for.
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I guess we're oil and water. (Phoebe) I'd say we're more like gasoline and a blowtorch. (Dan)
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Life sure is easier when you're rich. And a natural born charmer. Don't forget that part. How could I? she retorted. It's the only thing we have in common.
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Hey, everybody, Jerry Maguire's here.
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The engine roared to life. He ran toward her. She shot our of her parking space. He rushed to the side of her car. Stop it, Kristy! You're overreacting! Let's talk about this. That was when she did the unthinkable. She rolled down the window, thrust out her hand, and gave Reverend Ethan Bonner the bird.
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I love you, Meg. I want to marry you. I want to sleep with you every night, make love with you, have kids. I want to fight together and work together and—just be together. Now are you going to keep standing there, staring at me, or could you put me out of my misery and say you still love me, at least a little?
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I think this is the way love feels to people like you and me. Threatening and dangerous. We have to be in control, and love takes that away. People like us… We can't tolerate vulnerability. But despite our best efforts, sooner or later love seems to catch up with us. And then…And then we fall apart.
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So, Beav, tell me about yourself. I'm Blue. Sweetheart, if I had your dubious taste in men, I wouldn't be too happy, either. My name is Blue. Blue Bailey.
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A villain always preferred luring the heroine to his lair.
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For a moment he could have sworn he smelled violets, which was very peculiar, since he had no idea what violets smelled like, except somehow he knew they smelled just like Lady Emma.
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I'm just very, very slow. I would not make it as a journalist, I've got to tell you. I sweat bullets over every sentence, and sometimes, you know, a day will pass and I've written one paragraph, and I've been at the computer for four hours.
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Bobby Tom: You're supposed to be my assistant, not a baby-sitter! Gracie: One and the same.
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Make-up? What happened? You look almost female. Thanks. You look almost straight.
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You never get mad,” she said when their server left the table. “Except at me.” “That’s not true,” he said tightly. “Torie can get me going.” “Torie doesn’t count. You were obviously her mother in a previous life.
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She reached into the pocket of her dress and threw the small stack of bills at him. They fluttered to the ground like broken dreams. I hope you choke on every penny. Pick that up. She drew back her arm and slapped him as hard as she could.
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It runs in the family. And don't expect me to be ashamed. Yankees lock away loony relatives, but down here, we prop 'em up on parade floats and march 'em through the middle of town.
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His pacing stopped. The mattress sighed as he sat on the edge. seconds ticked by before he spoke so softly she could barely hear. Sometimes I want to leave this town so bad I can taste it.
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Why don't I just hand you my panties and be done with it.
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