My body is the only thing that’s truly mine, so I don’t give it away as though it’s worthless.

The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat

Brush teeth. Wash hair. Rule undead world with an iron fist.

It was ironic; he held her captive, yet she’d captivated him.

You're shagging a woman who can turn into a dragon? Blast you, Charles, I am sick with envy!

I am a nice young girl here to pick up your granddaughter for the weekend... We're going to a Bible retreat to scare the devil out of her. - Bones to Cat's grandparents

You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!

Careful, luv. I might be angry with you, but that doesn't mean I don't still want you. So if you do that again, I'll shag you right here, right now, and sod anyone who wants to watch

That face. That body. And you know he’s packing. Look at the angle on that dangle.

I couldn't help shaking my head as I looked at him. Ian slept like a baby every morning - well, a baby who continually kept one hand down his pants.

Nice to meet you, mate, and here's some advice: Don't even think about it. You try anything with her and I'll neuter you with my bare hands.

I've never done acid, finding it hard to go willingly to a place that could be frightening, hellish, and totally beyond my control. A place much like high school.

Some people have goodness and merit buried deep inside and we glimpse it and see its value but ultimately it's covered by so much dirt that it's a 24/7 exercise in archaeology.

I'll be damned if I'm the weak link in a line of cognac drinkers.

I had become Harry Potter. Except I was thirteen and not magic, and my destiny, whatever it was, held no profound purpose.

A wild creature is not subject to any will except its own

Life insurance companies are failing to pay out death benefits when they know the person is dead, and they're claiming they don't know.

I have a surfboard that says 'Linda Hunt Choice TV Actress: Action.' I am an action star! I don't know what that is about, but I like it.

So one important lesson of Vietnam is, the first casualty of an unwise and unjust war are the American troops called on to fight it. Their service should be honored.

I'd be a sucker for a guy who wrote me a song,” I said. “Like Beth or Rosanna or Sara. Or Sharona. Is that too much to ask? To be somebody's Sharona?

My suspension was a long-planned move... and was done to protect would-be convicts in Romanian politics.