I...I am guilty only of love.""Thou art a fornicator, an unclean Jezebel!

I will show you the same amount of mercy given to your family. You turned your back on twenty-five years of marriage, destroyed the family unit, and put everyone through years of heartbreak and therapy.

Any chance of an appointment? I know it's a bit unusual and nervy, but I have been given a death sentence and have to get my affairs in quick order.

This job is so...so...I can't even begin to describe it.""Try living it on a daily basis.

This job is so...so...I can't even begin to describe it."Try living it on a daily basis.

Every damn one of us has faults. I feel like I was dealt an especially crummy hand.""It got ugly. I became a man possessed by inner demons that could not be caged. I was desperate for answers that were never forthcoming. Jen avoided me like the plague. She was ever fearful of the questions that I refused to voice. All of my answers poured forth deliciously from the bottle.

Are you quite through with your lurid comments and wicked amusements?""Hardly, my dear, this is just the beginning. You may not be eager now, but I shall melt that ice of yours yet. I always get what I want, and I don't mind waiting for a little while.

There is no shame in being illiterate. One need only feel ashamed when one denies the opportunity to learn.

Sleep well in my arms tonight, love, but know that we must come to an understanding of sorts--for I be a full-blooded male as this fire in my loins doth remind me--and unfortunately, not the saint ye so obviously would have me!

If I can send you a sign, I will.