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"Regardless of what you are going through, God has a solution."
"Bring relevance to people and help them achieve their goals."
"How to uplift others. It's not a pie, it's a cake. It's not a ladder, it's a bridge."
"You," I surmised, and gestured round. "Thank you.""No," he denied. His pale hair floated out from beneath his cap in a halo as he shook his head. "But I assisted. Thank you for bathing. It makes my task of checking on you less onerous. I'm glad you're awake. You snore abominably."I let this comment pass. "You've grown." I observed. "Yes. So have you. And you've been sick. And you slept quite a long time. And now you're awake and bathed and fed. You still look terrible. But you no longer smell. It's late afternoon now. Are there any other obvious facts you'd like to review?"
"Let's never stop holding each other's hands.We all need to have our hand held sometimes."
"There are times that all you need is someone who will listen to you without judging you - not telling you what you should have done or should do, but simply, listening to you."
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"How do you feel right now?" "I hurt like hell.""You'll feel worse tomorrow.""So?""So, better get a jump on this while you still feel...not as bad.""What kind of logic is that?" I retorted."
"Of course, some might argue that one can never know what's in the heart of a woman- For they are strange and mysterious creatures,and a man must be a mind reader if he ever wishes to make them happy."
"There was a lot of apologizing going on, but I realized that was how it was with people you cared about. You forgave each other and moved on."
"You, you got rid of that dress fast," I pointed out between heavy breaths. "I thought you liked it." "I do like it," he said. His breathing was as heavy as mine. "I love it." And then he took me to the bed."
"ARE YOU CRAZY?" I ASKED. He gave me the same wordless look he always did when I asked that question."
"Whatever happened to the dragon?"I mustered my primmest tone. "He has a name, you know."Adrian pulled back and gave me a curious look. "I didn't know, actually. What'd you decide on?""Hopper." When Adrian laughed, I added, "Best rabbit ever. He'd be proud to know his name is being passed on.""Yes, I'm sure he would. Did you name the Mustang too?""I think you mean the Ivashkinator."He stared at me in wonder. "I told you I loved you, right?"Yes," I assured him. "Many times."
"Why on earth would you buy a car like this if you can't drive a stick? There are dozens of cars--new cars--that have automatic transmission. It'd be a million times easier." Adrian shrugged. "I like the color. It matches my living room."
"He stepped back and threw his arms out."I'm always crazy around you Rose. Here, I'm going to write an impromptu poem for you."He tipped his head back and shouted to the sky:"Rose is in redBut never in blueSharp as a thornFights like one too."
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