[Lizzie Bennington to a reporter who has asked for her opinion about Jack Archer's celebrated thighs.] __hen you come back from a set down and bring the match to a final set tiebreak and are a point away from winning the match, only to have what looks like an extremely fit player call a time out because of a cramp and then watch that player sit back and casually converse and laugh while you do your best to keep your mental focus and your body moving so you don__ grow cold and cramp yourself, I hardly think you__ concern yourself with his burgeoning manhood, let alone his thighs!

Well, with that filly in my line of vision blushing like a virgin, something in me was bound to stand at attention. And my walking legs were occupied.

RELIGION OR COUNTRYOur allegiance may determine the fate of others

I guess it's funny how life turns out?" she tried. "Not last I checked," Errol said with a snort.

to be a poet meansto live with a permanent wound forever susceptibleto either the shade of the skyor someone's eyes.

Poverty, her mother has written, makes you clever, and Honora knows that this is true.