“I don’t think I have dreams anymore. I think they all died the same day I did, back on that sunny afternoon in spring.” — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“That kiss was hotter than a housewife reading Fifty Shades of Grey at the Magic Mike premiere.” — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“To Jay, for proving that love at first sight and happily-ever-afters are things that happen in real life, too.” — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“She had that aching feeling again, that feeling she knew was happiness. It seemed not only unfamiliar but terribly fragile—and frightening. She wondered how… — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“Men aren’t like us, baby. They’re dumb as doughnut holes when it comes to love.” — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“It’s not true love if you don’t want to kick his teeth in every once in a while.” — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“Ask Tabby to hack into air traffic control and see which flight has those coordinates.” I point at the screen. “Find out where it’s going. And see if she can fiddle with the onboard flight management system to get it to slow down a little, or at least tamper with the fuel gauge readout or something else so the pilot… — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share
“It’s the struggle that refines them,” he explained, “the challenge. Give them too much water, sunshine, and fertile soil and they grow fat and tasteless, like a Concord grape, appetizing only when saturated with sugar and made into jelly. Or they wither and die of boredom. Like people. The best ones are survivors. Stripped of chaff, refined by struggle and… — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share
“Love had finally found him, and so had love’s bastard brother. Misery.” — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
“The myth of true love is one of the greatest self-deceptions ever embraced by the female sex. It’s right up there with the ridiculous… — J.T. Geissinger Copy Share Image
