“Shut up, Axl!" he whispered fiercly. "If you want to break your neck, do it quietly or I'll break it for you.”

“If you come back; I'll marry you. If you break your promise, you'll break my heart”

“If you let your head get too big, it'll break your neck.”

“When Will truly wants something,” said Jem, quietly, “when he feels something — he can break your heart.”

“She mailed me a Merry Christmas-I'm-Breaking-Up-with-You card. I'll read it to you," he said. He cleared his throat. "Dear Marcus. Merry Christmas. I'm breaking up with you. Mia.”

“Next to me, Saiman smiled.
"We all want what we can't have, Kate. I want you, you want love, and he wants to break my neck.”

“If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.”

“Typical! I break my neck trying to get here, and I find you peacefully tidying up!”

“Caroline, do you value your neck?"
"Yes, I'm rather fond of it. Why?"
"Because if you don't shut up, I'm going to wring it.”

“I'll never stop wanting to kiss you," he whispered.”