When I was in drama school, I really got into a dark place. I went to a therapist - it was really helpful to have that dialogue with someone. So I understand anxiety.

When I went to drama school, I knew I was at least as talented as other students, but because I was a black man and I wasn't pretty, I knew I would have to work my butt off to be the best that I would...

You don't necessarily need a script or actors to tell a compelling tale. Finding a person at a key moment in his life and rendering the truth as you see it - that's the truest form of drama.

I didn't start drama school until I was 20, and I don't think I would have gotten nearly as much out of it had I gone when I was 18. I didn't show up there to please anyone. After I was accepted, I...

Mama: But something might happen. Something that might change everything. Who knows what it might be, but it might be worth waiting for! {Jessie doesn't respond.} Try if for two more weeks. Jessie:...

O mother, mother! What have you done? Behold, the heavens do open, The gods look down, and this unnatural scene They laugh at. O my mother, mother! O! You have won a happy victory to Rome; But, for...

His gaze hits mine with the force of a battering ram. He looks… appalled. I - I won't do this. I can't… be with you.

Gage opens the door. I'm not sure whether he gets out or Logan yanks him into the street, but a fight erupts. Full throttle kicks to the balls

Jonathan Drazen, I said, squeezing his hand. You're a manipulative bastard, a brazen liar, and a sadist. You've brought me to my knees. You've dominated me. You've told me who I am and then challenged...

Don't you even think of holding back, or I'll... I'll tell Spade you let me get away from you, she improvised. And that I got mugged, she added for good measure. Cries of Mon Dieu! and That's not...

Good does not attract evil but the opposite, it fights to shine light on darkness.

All our life we had been dreaming to get through every little hole into this beautiful and unfamiliar world where parents and children love each other not for something but in spite of everything, to...

But baby, you started this. The hand on her hip tugged her closer, her inner thighs brushing against the smooth fabric pulled taut over his long legs. She tugged at the fingers on her hip, wriggling...

Fair warning, baby. I'm in the mood for a fight, and I wouldn't play fair or nice.

You're covered in blood again." "I really am." "Why are you always covered in blood when I wake up after being unconscious?" "Usually for the same reason you were unconscious, I think."

Because you can't be as in love as we were and not have it invade your bone marrow. Our kind of love can go into remission, but it's always waiting to return. Like the world's sweetest cancer.

His grin split even wider. "I'd love the chance to prove you wrong." And when he did, she'd know what he was thinking. She'd know how much he despised the woman who claimed to be a Vetter and allowed...

Arianna, hold on! I'm coming! I yell as I watch the life leave her eyes and she falls to the ground. NO! I scream as my eyes fly open.

Don't take this next undercover assignment. Stay with me instead. Nick's eyes pierced hers, refusing to let her off that easily. Tell me why. Because... I love you. She exhaled. No take-backs. The...

Scotty leaned across the table and whispered in a voice Travis wasn't supposed to have heard but did. We've got to do something quick before Uncle Travis poisons us

I think those girls on the left side with the signs are members of Rick's Chicks, she returned, mostly to see if she could rattle him. So are you, if you get the newsletter. Sam smiled. She couldn't...

little shit.

What. Oh, for God's sake. Fine. Why wouldn't it ever work out? Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally… in love with you. Qhuinn's mouth dropped open.

He was the first to reach the aircraft, and he went for the door that by some miracle was facing outward and not into the concrete wall. Wrenching the thing open, and getting out his flashlight, he...

There had to be a reason why they were not going to marry. They had both been so adamant about it. What the devil was the reason?

His face was terrifying in its stillness, with only his eyes alive, glittering with rage. She could feel the force of his anger in the coiled strength of his body, hear it in the almost inaudible...

If looks could kill, Lord d'Arque would be a writhing, bloody mess on the earl's pink marble floor. Well, this is interesting. She really ought to be contrite. Poor, darling Lord d'Arque hadn't done a...

I never meant it,

What the hell did this Curran do to you? Killed your master, stole your girl, burned down your castle? What?

Julia. Lydia looked back at the woman with the broom. She was scraping chairs across the sidewalk as she put together the tables. Claire said, That skeevy jackass who got Dad arrested still runs the...