In two words," said Alan quietly, "there is nothing I love half as much as you.

Real life is sometimes boring, rarely conclusive and boy, does the dialogue need work.

How many fingers am I holding up?" he inquired. Lucille regarded him blearily and said, "Avocado.

Also, vampires don't eat food. You never get to eat chocolate again. Ever. I'd rather die.

Wearing that? Wouldn't you fancy a shapeless cardigan instead? You rock a shapeless cardigan, honey.

Which brings us to the least sexy word in the English language, kids," Dad said, kicking back in his chair. "Inbreeding. Avoid it.

When Jared smiled, his teeth were stained with fresh scarlet. "Don't you hate me?" he demanded. "I'd hate me." "You just tried to drown yourself," Ash said. "You seem to hate yourself plenty already.

Technically speaking, you drive like a rabid chicken who has hijacked a tractor.

I am in full possession of the amazing power of being sarcastic.

Jared glared. Some people, Kami knew, had bedroom eyes. She was saddened to have to admit that Jared had filthy alleyway eyes.

Alan: Conning people out of their savings. Forgery. Blackmail. Selling real estate on Mars. We could have it all. You with me, Bambi?" Sin: "Clive, I was with you from 'I'm a social worker.

We broke into laughter—the kind that’s your only recourse when you feel like curling up in a fetal position and whimpering like a little girl.

Everybody has a dream, to make that dream a reality, one must work hard.

One of the most important things about leadership is that you have to have the kind of humility that will allow you to be coached.

Most bands have a two-year success rate. By the third year, it's sort of over. Here we are in Poison still together 26 years later.

That was your bad, how could you pass up on em? He just take them records and he gas up on em.

I think everyone, once in his life, should be given a ticker-tape parade.

One thing you should know about me is I never play to lose, Always aim high and rarely obey the rules.

When critics are waiting to pounce upon poetic style on exactly the same grounds as if it were prose, the poets tremble.

The seeds of the past bear fruit in the present.

When I was out in the bars drinking and fighting I was a little bit less of a peacemaker than I would be if I'd had a coupla hits of a joint and gone and laid down somewhere.