#keep

Keeping busy: This is a problem that you're glad to have. ↗

— Michael Winslow

#glad #keeping #problem #you

These guys who keep on playing but aren't winning, you've got to sit them down and let them figure it out and perform a little gut-check on themselves. ↗

— Payne Stewart

#figure #got #guys #keep #little

I love you in such a greedy way, I’m guilty about it.” She tilted her head back as he moved his lips to her throat. “Guilty is for crimes. Always is for love. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#crushed-seraphim #mine #poughkeepsie #seriana #love

She opened her eyes with a gasp. “I love you.” He had tears running a path down his face. He nodded. “Back at ya, pretty child. So, so much. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#bittersweet-seraphim #crushed-seraphim #debra-anastasia #jack #poughkeepsie

Keep your eyes wide open before marriage, half shut afterwards. ↗

— Benjamin Franklin

#afterwards #before #eyes #half #keep

Let us agree that we are marrying so we can go on quarreling in the greatest comfort and convenience. Oh, please, Althea, look at me. Do say yes. ↗

— Patrice Kindl

#althea-crawley #arguing #comfort #convenience #engagement

I hate you," Haley mumbled, storming past him to grab a carriage. "You love and adore me," Jason informed her as he deftly snagged her carriage away from her and headed towards the men's department. ↗

— R.L. Mathewson

#jason #playing-for-keeps #rl-mathewson #love

Oh my God! I'm engaged! I'm marrying Cole!" "What?!" Livia squeezed her sister hard. "Let me see. When did this happen? Did you tell Dad? When is it going to be? How did he propose?" The men stopped their congratulatory handshake to stare at the speed-talking ladies. "Last night, not yet, four weeks from today, naked!" Kyle blurted in response The girls became a moving, jumping circle of hug. "Cole, you popped the question in your birthday suit?" Blake teased. Cole put his face in his hands. "Did not think she would share that bit of information. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#cole #debra-anastasia #kyle #livia #poughkeepsie

Keep in mind that the true measure of an individual is how he treats a person who can do him absolutely no good. ↗

— Ann Landers

#good #him #how #individual #keep

So you’re the music note, Beckett’s obviously the knife, who’s the cross?” She stroked Blake’s tattoo. “You’re about to find out. We’re headed to church.” Blake leaned in to kiss her forehead. “Of course we are. That makes perfect sense.” From hell to heaven. ↗

— Debra Anastasia

#love #poughkeepsie #love