When A Man Writes A

Love Was The Best Present Of All.

Society Is Capricious And Rewards The Bad As Often As The Good. But It Never Rewards The Quiet.

A Man With Charm Is An Entertaining Thing, And A Man With Looks Is, Ofcourse, A Sight To Behold, But A Man With Honor - Ah, He Is The One, Dear Reader, To Which Young Ladies Should Flock.

Olivia: You Didn't Even Know I Was There! Harry: Excuse Me, Yes I Did.

James Started To Laugh. His Chin Hurt Where She'd Smacked Him Twice, His Foot Throbbed Where She'd Stepped On It, And His Entire Body Felt As If He'd Swum Through A Rosebush, Which Wasn't As Far Off The Truth As It Sounded. Yet Still He Started To Laugh.